It can take time.

Never plan on a schedule.

Never know what will set it free.

Moments of contemplation,
  mixed with passing influence.

Have to wait for the click.

Wait for the moment.
  Moment of clarity.

Moment to let these thoughts free.

I realize.

It can take time.

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~ this is anthemic... at least for me... ~ you know, last year, on the 10th of april, i decided that i would give myself one year to figure out what to do with my life...because of all the strange limitations i have... ~ but still... about a week before 10th of april this year... i'd found clarity... ~ it really does take time... ~ i relate to every stage you've described so poetically in this micro epic... ~ and waiting is a very important part of it...