The observer’s anxiety
Are we close?
Not yet. You will know
But it feels so
That could be though
You rich in past data
Are lacking
The experience, the values, the journeys
Of the observed
Without those your plain recorded observations
Are waiting to reach the predicted end
Or bypass it, showing a new trend.
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