A sense of relief fills me
as I wipe away the grime
That has been coating my eyes
Seeing the world yet again
through the freshly polished glass
It makes me think of all
The hues, shades, tints, and
the truths, lies, statements
All have a purpose
This means that there is one
question waiting to be answered
When?

Clarity really is a relief in many ways...if you have found it, I am glad for you. Very nice.
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