Looking back on certain things
So trivial as they were happening
I am perplexed by my own memory
Highly vexed about history’s finality
I seem to notice traits in personality
Things I hate about the harshest reality
It’s no surprise that my own eyes surprisingly
Fail to adjust to a light flooded scene.

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