I am The Helen Keller of Love. I can’t see or hear it coming, and I know whether love is blind or if it’s just deaf in the eyes, because I write romance poetry in Braille.
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Using my Metallic Telepathic Helmet, I once tried to read your mind, but I stopped because I’m illiterate in Braille. Well, that and the chunky symbols were clogging up my antennae, and I had to rinse the whole apparatus in the sink.
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