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Measure of Importance
“I am important.”
Everyone laughs at me
“That’s not true.” They said.
“You can’t even see.”
“You are important.”
Mom tells me.
“You can do great things.”
But I can’t even see.
“You are important.”
My best friend says
“You’re so much fun.”
But I can’t even see.
“You’re not important.”
Says the boy at school.
He laughs as I stumble.
“You can’t even see.”
“I’m not important.”
I say, 5 years later.
“I can’t do anything.
I can’t even see.”
“You are important.”
Mom tells me.
“You can do anything.”
But I can’t even see.
“You are important.”
My sister frowns.
“You’re the only one of you.”
But I can’t even see.
“You are important.”
My best friend laughs.
“You are amazing.”
But I can’t even see.
“You are important.”
Says the boy at school.
“I think you’re awesome.”
Maybe I can see.
I am important
I’m told every day.
My heart becomes my eyes
And now I can see.
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