It bewilders me how a mystery can be solved in a simple moment of one's history looking back at the pages that escaped me but now I look through the system of wonderment and enchantment I cannot be alone for all the words around me simply jump out and capture me pulling me inside of the pages I wish to see but how could I be even believe orfasm dissed tapestry of overmarked ability I am afraid of what I'm seeing for what could be believing is simply distrusting my own abilities to see past my own fears to see what is near me near to my heart near to the start of this lined where life begins and where the heart shall know. But the finish line will soon become defined as a moon and sun shine upon this world I will be one with time