The dull colors
Watching without seeing
Wearing glasses
While the world is turning into a blur.
Getting older
The colors fade away
Letters turn to lines without meaning
Life becomes a challenge
Eyes wide shut. Drops numb the feeling.
Looking at lights that image nothing
Under the skilled hands of the doctor
Scalpels replaced by lasers, bleeding no more.
Old, worn, cloudy lenses turned into a gel
Sucked out, replaced by a more expensive alter
Yet do not despair
Seeing the colors of the world is the prize of the repair.
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