Vanity


Open your eyes so you can see.
Open your ears so you can hear.
Isn't that why you have them?
Were they put there for nothing?
You see, yet you look away.
You hear, but you ignore.
How long must you stay blind?
How long will your ears decline?
Hurry, time is running low.
You are now growing old-
Your eyes are weak, and your ears are worn.
Such a pity to live in Vanity.

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