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Eyesea

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I see a lot of things each day.

I see the cold Canada wind blow… and as if overnight, I see it hasten in the summer sun.

I see my friends go off to Thailand, Australia, Peru, Scotland…

I see the people around me pursue life as though it is something that will eventually run out.

… Wait.

I see myself in the mirror each day, letting the hours fly.

I see my hands hover over the keyboard, wanting to type, make a difference.

I see the time pass – I see my little sister grow up.

I see myself wanting something so much more…

I see my envy.

I see green and I see sadly.

I see my will to fight, yet I see my fear to grow.

I see the clock – tick, tick, tick…

I see the elderly, and I see the newly born.

I see the turnings of new pages.

I see it all,

From a perch I can’t get down from.

– Feb 5th, 2012