That none the rest of us could see
So little could I give to him
For all I had was sympathy
I tried to tell him all is well
He barely could respond to me
But for a moment thru his eyes -
A glimpse to his infinity
A window to another world
This frightening reality
In revelation then I knew
That All depends on point of view
And all the terrors that he gave voice
Had come to him by his own choice.
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