A tiny presence caught my eye
It was a glimmer of a notion
Whispering a hint or clue
Too small to cause commotion
Staring at the fogginess
Which by now too faint unclear
Soon became a fading memory
Where like dreams they disappear
Giving up on explanations
Though later try to think again
To snatch a pearl from fantasy
Reducing truth into a grain
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