My Surroundings

I remember before my conception,
when I was not alive.
Where the light found my eye's and yet
I wasn't blind back like now.

Look to the show's,
where electronic technology can catch the
word's and energy,
from long ago past lives.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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