Obscure Poem by Sara Douglas

Obscure



Bring new meaning to the oldest idea
On the lowest level you can see higher
I hardly live in the world around me
But it's always been something to inspire

I could watch a tree grow if I had the time
And find something no ones seen before
They might just be right, maybe I'm insane
But goddamn theres gotta be somthing more

I want to see every little detail before I die
But maybe I've made a mistake
The world carries so much we overlook
but maybe it's not all mine to take

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