Perception

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Where someone sees uselessness
I see a hidden talent.
Just waiting, ever silent
Until it finally shows itself.

Where someone sees loneliness
I see a person with friends.
Where they see space,
And know the boundaries.

Where someone sees death
I see the start of life.
When the bone becomes dirt,
And animals thrive from the body.

Where ever I go I look to see.
See if I can change my view.
Nothing is ever the same to
Two people in one place.

It will change like the weather.
Never the same, but still there.
What we see is just one side
To an unlimited view.

One picture can change
From just zooming in.
From just zooming out.
It's all about perception.

Perception can be big,
Or just focused on one thing.
It can be blurred,
Or clear as day.

Not everyone will see what you see,
And that is why everyone
Has a different story to tell.

Perception. It's the key.
The key to the lock
That makes us feel similar
When really we are all one of a kind.

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