I have wandered these halls

for years long past.


For a time I wandered



My only company,

the Ghost Cats.


One day, I heard a voice

calling my name.


A little girl, starting with sightless eyes,

calling "Leo! Leo! Grandfather Leo!"


I answer her,

caressing her hair.


She promises to remember me,

as her parents look through me.


They cannot see.


More come, calling my name.

"Give us a sign," they cry.



I don't want to.


I live in the world

of the sightless.


They leave me alone

in my misery.


Only the sightless

see my world.



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