A Desperate attempt to hold onto the reality,
that i have conceived,
that i have preceived,
for myself.
I think a thought,
a present recording of my memory.
Realization of a real vision that captures my open eyes at a glimpse.
A fresh perspective of real thinking,
truth,
indefintly given to me as faithful certainty.
Closed eyes willfully blind those able to see.
Open eyes open for the vision of life,
Yet when you shut your eyes and take a deep look inside,
your soul shall be your seeing eyes, sight, a veiwable display of real meaning.
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