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It is in my dreams The flowing stream The ghost in the machine Light pulsing Life growing Not knowing How or why Who we are My finger flicks my face Impulse or predestiny Thoughts become me Or I become my thoughts I cannot say for sure But it is fun to think about I think
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
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It is in my dreams The flowing stream The ghost in the machine Light pulsing Life growing Not knowing How or why Who we are My finger flicks my face Impulse or predestiny Thoughts become me Or I become my thoughts I cannot say for sure But it is fun to think about I think
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:20 PM UTC
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