As I saw this image stare at me
I tried to let my mind roam free
I tried to see a different place
I tried to see a different face
I tried to drift so far away
I tried to fly the Milky Way
I tried to find connection true
I tried to find out what you knew
I tried to learn of mysteries
I looked for curiosities
What I found was nothing
Just a perfect, empty space
And then it had occurred to me
Perhaps it’s not my time or place
©The Beginning At Last
Sometimes we’re not supposed to be somewhere, even if we think we should be.
Or perhaps we aren’t ready yet.
Perhaps we never will be.
Or perhaps…you’re already there and just don’t realize it yet.
The Beginning At Last 
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