Presently of distress is my ever-increasing loss of visual acuity for objects of beauty or otherwise and the dark matter that created my fears is positioning my mind for mental madness.

Subsequently, brought to bear through the pathology of glaucoma are unthought disabilities that in stone are cast. Four years have passed over which I have not accomplished anything worthy of consideration.

Following is the unstoppable parade of unfulfilled moments is that first time feeling I do not want to be alone. This constant wishful foolishness and apprehension, admittedly, are the cause and effect of flawed data and conclusions.

Introspection for these distortions in my world where at some point everything will be unseen save the colorless images left to my memory and this inconceivable truth is alive is known and it cannot be denied.

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