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i can't see - by jaron - the way home

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myopic living

“On the Breeze” by Anne Magill I've had abysmal eyesight all my life. I remember on my first day of elementary school I looked up at the whiteboard and saw nothing. It was blank despite my teacher scribbling on it for the past ten minutes. I was promptly placed at a lonely desk a few feet from the board, and the very next day I got my first pair of glasses. Over the years glass grew thicker, frames changed in shape and color — but no amount of fashion styling or fancy lenswear could extricate me from the fact I was hopelessly blind. Myopic is a word I've been seeing a lot of online. It's…

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