But Now

Everything looks so small. 
I may be above it all. 
Why are things becoming so faint? 
Wait, everything seems quite plain. 

Maybe this isn't so bad. 
It's almost as if it's plaid. 
I wonder if this is how it's supposed to be. 
Finally able to really see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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