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The blessing of the sight
I went to tell the blind boy
Of the wondrous things I see
The sun that shine so bright
Keeping us all warm day or night
I told the story of sight and light
All bright things as I see
But the little poor blind boy could not see
So he gave a heavy sigh
I wonder how he feels without sight.
Written by: Fred Orev
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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