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Apr 2013
looking at the world
through a screen
we only see what we want to see
things seem so real
we do not question
what is it that is really happening
you think you are saving me
but its more torture
than i can endure
I beg you to see
the things that I see
distance is an illusion
that we must over come
but face it or not
we are already one
this is our chance to turn on the light
this is our chance to make things right
now trust in me my dearest friend
lets be together until the end
let love guide us through the door
and live in reality as it were
no more screens
and no more chains
**** all the physics
that keep us apart
this is the begining
this is the start
James Riddle
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James Riddle  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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   Danielle Rose
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