My Angel

My devil is my angel

Who watches over me

Even if you catch my heart

My devil sets me free

 

My devil is my angel

Who makes me want to dance

She takes the music's beat

And puts me in a trance

 

My empty soul without a hope

A pit of doom inside

My devil reached into the pit

And said she'd be my bride

 

My devil is my angel

When nothing else is left

She gives my heart its beat

And puts my mind at rest

 

My devil is my angel

Who ever would have guessed

 

(c)2025 Guglielmo Earthbound

 

Hello. This post is just touching base. I think I've been making a bit of progress on relearning how to use the tiny pieces of sight which still have optic nerves and retina.

 

For a few seconds at a time several times a day I feel like I can almost (almost) make out shapes as well as several weeks ago. I made this film for practice trying to force myself to use my eyes. I couldn't see at all any words or any details at all on my character, but I was at least able to assemble this basic film.

 

The poem I wrote is deliberately an attempt to be non-sad *Laughs* If you visited and watched, I hope this was moderately entertaining for you. But either way, thanks so much for the visit. I hope to be back soon. Thanks :)

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