A Dream about Binoculars

I have a set of binoculars that allows me to peer into my future.

I adjust the lens to put things into focus but the sight remains hazy.

“What’s wrong with this blasted thing?” I cry out.

I shake it and try again, but still, things remain blurry.

I look down at the instrument in my hands and am disheartened to find that I’ve been looking through a microscope all along.

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