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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=362306" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Eyes Of Mr D (Part 1)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They took the cotton gauze away <br>from his closed eyes. <br>“You can open them now Mr D.” <br>He opened his eyes to see hazy figures there, <br>black and grey images, and nothing more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A gentle and kind voice, asked him what he saw. <br>“Hazy images>“He replied.<br>“It will be like that for a little while, <br>and then they will begin to clear.” <br>Each day his sight got better, the <br>haze began to clear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the colour came, <br>and a rainbow spectrum appeared before his eyes, <br>of things he could never see. <br>A light shone through his life, <br>of things he had never known. <br>A new awakening <br>with images to fit the sounds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His mind began to wonder <br>where his new eyes had come from. <br>They were not allowed to tell him, <br>who the donor was or anything about them. <br>Finally, he was released from hospital.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He went back to his flat <br>where he had to learn again, <br>where everything was now that he could see. <br>He smiled at the white walking stick. <br>He would keep it as a reminder <br>of how lucky he was.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting in his chair in the sunshine, <br>as it came through the window. <br>Then it happened. <br>It was as if he were in a dream. <br>The images lost their colour. <br>He was in a place he had never seen before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hands reached out around the neck, <br>of a face he could not see. <br>It seemed as if <br>they were strangling the life out of someone there. <br>The body struggled and then went limp. <br>On the body, falling, the face was now revealed. <br>A young pretty face <br>distorted in the throes of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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from his closed eyes. 
“You can open them now Mr D.” 
He opened his eyes to see hazy figures there, 
black and grey images, and nothing more.

A gentle and kind voice, asked him what he saw. 
“Hazy images>“..."></div>
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