The world we perceive

Is not as concrete as we imagine

Less built of stone and earth

More of desire and fear

It is our needs and wants

That give shape to our surroundings

It is our fears and phobias

That construct our walls

Memory tells us what to expect

And paints our days in expected hue

I wonder, what would we see

If we could watch without memory,

Observe without fear

See without desire

What wonders might we discover?

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