@cherrycola_a said that feeling of anticipation for something too blurry to understand.
So here it goes.
I look up at the sky
I know there are words written in the clouds
Yet...
I cannot see them
I am not blind
Just vision impaired
So I look away because the anticipation is killing me
Instead I look at the faces
In the end of my mind
Somewhere deep in side
I know there is a story there
But there faces are blurred
I cannot read them.
So
I look away
Every thing I see
Is at the edge of my vision
I cannot wait to understand
With clarity
I squint
I change my view
And still I cannot see the words written in the folds of time and space
To understand
To understand these things
That would give me life.
To understand they beauty of the world
To understand that story of everything
That is what I want
To UNDERSTAND
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