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Sep 2012
Inadvertently surprised, when told
        you could already see it in my eyes
        And soon would spread
                                to my fingers

No longer unquestionable
        that the day encompasses light
        and that sleep brings rest

Connected to others through invisible
        undetectable pools of consciousness
        and experience, connected by more than just looks

Spread
        to your fingertips and now alone
Written by
Kyle Wheaton
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