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Looking out into the world,
I see everything in a fog.
No one or thing seems clear to me.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
I thought I knew more than what I do.

Looking out into the world,
I see blurred images.
People and things seem brand new.
I wish I knew just what to say and do.
For a moment in time, I wish I knew what I once thought I did.

Looking out into the world,
visions are fading for me.
I grow more confused with everyday.
No matter what, I know I can only rely on God.
There is a savior for, even, me.

Looking into the world,
I want to know so many things.
My questions never parish.
Answers lack to be obtained by me.
Hope is hard to keep.

Looking into the world,
I close my eyes.
Maybe, if I could be blind, things would be different.
Maybe, the world could remain a paradise to me.
Maybe, I wouldn't have to look out of my fog.