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Jul 2017
I wake suddenly and sit up straight
I look at the clock- 7 minutes
In that time I dreamt for hours

There were no words, just concepts with pictures,
So I struggle to name them

Throughout the world there is a grid of electric current
It connects each person to the rest
Through energy
A stream of collective conscious, elecromagnetic force in the earth
We make deposits into this, most unaware
But our fates are designed by us, by our neighbors, by all of humanity
We are not singular as we want to believe
Sparrow
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     Lior Gavra, Jim Musics and Ben Noah Suri
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