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My surroundings become a

blurry

spectacle

when I'm without my spectacles



Fuzzy

forms

pass before me in a

haze





Figures seem warped-

like

smudges

on a window pane



The world looks

vague



lacking any kind of clarity



Air is

foggy

smoky



All seems in suspension

as though undecided

of its existence



Yet sometimes...

even with my glasses on-

everything looks the same

as without.

.

.

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