Not one but two, it gives you the diversity and creates that possible outcome that no one will understand.
To you it's clear, it has a reason, only to make you happy.
When you see it you know it.
You get lost in perfect stillness.
It all makes sense when you can't let go.
When you look you see exactly what you need to see.
Look deeper and you see what they want you too see.
Inflection is the strongest feeling.
When I look, I see what no one else will or can but it's perfect.
I don't want them seeing what I see.

Otherwise it wont be as special  as it is.

It's all I could ever do to read this
informative wall scrawl, idle
eyes hiding from peripheral refuse
scripting lines in lines in lines
the lines
engulf and then recede at light speed
inverted to white on black as the last night's
last bright stars erased over our expanse and
while I continue to dig, I await some conclusion or loop
wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait
while I continue to wait, I dig at conclusion or loophole to return
I find only my positive proof to the absolute
Did we move?
I never did