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true sight

Day 51

at five years old
she saw the world
as it really is

gasping...
she relented

as quickly as it had started
the scene relented

but then

in the darkness
of her bedroom
she tried again
she urged the power

again
the world was stripped
laid bare to
her eyes

in this moment she saw everything
as it really was

streams of moonlight shown on the walls like silver honey pouring down walls in variegated grey hues
the mirror beside her bed glowed with yellow electricity seeming to beckon her
the carpet, she noticed, had grown into lush boysenberry colored grass
while the post of her bed had become trunks of young trees, with tan leaves

she marveled at this
her breathe raced
yet she stayed very still

the ceiling was ablaze with swirling clouds
white as a snow cap
a churning cauldron of mist
lazily wafting into the moonlight walls

she stared for a long time into this world
tomorrow she thought,
stopping her power
tomorrow we will have an adventure


Went on a walk this morning with a friend I hadnt seen since last March. Had a great time catching up and walking by a group of deer. The lakes I saw were partially covered in ice and I really wanted to dip a toe in. Its pretty amazing getting a chance to leave the house, relax and enjoy nature.

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