Unfocused
unfocused
the world, my life as seen through a vast and migrating fog
I can't see it clearly
and when I try to puzzle it out, I can't think clearly
nothing can make sense
or pierce the veil long enough to be understood
vague and misty days
lost and dreamy days
so easy to wander when nothing catches at you
when nothing interests you
when nothing shines
I keep turning the lens
but I can't bring the edges into focus
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