I know not how I seem to others, but to myself I am but a small child wandering upon the vast shores of knowledge, every now and then finding a small bright pebble to content myself with while the vast ocean of undiscovered truth lay before me.
Isaac Newton
The night has black eyes
They look us right in the soul
Without anger. Simply. Indifferently. Without lies.
And they can tell us everything, even about our goals
I still can't figure it out though…
I wish I knew what I needed to know!
Eyes of the night
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