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A fleeting glimpse...
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Every time I open my eyes, or I change the focus of my ocular vision, there is something, always evading my focus, always anticipating my next visual subject. A flash, or a point, infinitesimal and brilliant.
It's almost as if it is leading me, some way, somehow, drawing me toward it, deciding for me, what I see.
Is this my muse? Is this my true self, or my future self, using me to create its present?
Why cant I see past it?
Why cant I tell what it is?
Where is it taking me?
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