The ultimate fantasy
Is a burst of clarity.
Having it cut through brain fog,
Like sunlight through the treetops.
Opening your mind’s window,
Whose locks were painted shut.
Becoming the vision in your head,
Instead of the object in the way.
Jan 27, 2025
Jan 27, 2025 at 2:08 AM UTC
The ultimate fantasy
Is a burst of clarity.
Having it cut through brain fog,
Like sunlight through the treetops.
Opening your mind’s window,
Whose locks were painted shut.
Becoming the vision in your head,
Instead of the object in the way.
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