Thread Bare
Other see it brighter,
and clerer,
I do not,
my vision is blurred,
be it an object,
or even an idea,
I see it slow and late,
not getting much of it,
at first go,
my brain warms to its presence,
gradually,
and then it comes in focus,
however sight is really on it,
suddenly a flash takes place,
bathing the entire stuff in amazing light,
this light is normally not generated,
and the subsequent perception is rare,
I almost lay t naked and thread bare.
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