My red is not your red;
your wrong is not my wrong,
but I wish for a clearer one,
nonetheless.
I hope the laser beams some sense
into my blurred reality.
I hope it makes the world crisp;
makes my red redder,
more right.
Maybe my glass will be half full
and I'll walk on shining, clean pavements,
no longer in a crowded, busy city.
Everyone is suddenly beautiful
and smiling.
But does sight really change perception?
Can I really feel differently
with new modern eyes?
Everyone's perception is different.
I am excited.
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