A cloud of thick fog surrounds me.

I cannot see beyond it.

I cannot move.

My eyes are open
but they see nothing. 

I do nothing
yet I do everything.

My mind sees beyond
opening up the world
inside my head
riding eastward
in the breeze
to a new start. 

I can see life.

I can see everything.

I understand now.

Now I can die. 

(A slightly rewrote poem originally...

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