Most of the time a fail to see.
I am looking, staring, watching, but I do not process the images.
The images seem to blend into each other, no characteristics to separate them.
It is mundane, prosaic, or just ordinary.
As I begin to examine this lusterless scene, the finer parts come to focus.
Something inside me must actively keep the focus.
Too many intricacies fight for the focus.
Breaking it down and causing blindness.
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