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Dec 2012
Lives are changing,
But the world remains the same
It's mass confusion
Unless we play the game.

Win or lose
They're all just the same
Except for Order
Within the Engine Brain

There sifts sands in the hourglass
A mended old antique
On the darkness stands the strong
And in the light of the weak

Within the common parallax
There's a universal truth
Which exclusively discovered,
When we're fresh and in our youth.

We are the future...
Understand,
While you Can.
Written August 20, 2003 @ 2:06 PM CDT
Gary W Weasel Jr
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