There’s too much time to think
The dust in your head settles
Leaving every distant thought exposed
It’s as if everything is crystal clear
And the brightness hurts your eyes
But every now and then
You have to take a moment
To find the perfect viewpoint
And let the pain catch up to you
It’s tedious work
But once you can see what’s ahead
The answers might be right there
Hidden in places you’ve long forgotten
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