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Apr 2013
How do we know what is real and what is fake,
how do we know if you're in a dream or if you're awake.
Everything in existance is gauged by numbers...
the distance in which we've travelled,
a date of birth,
how old we are,
the amount of minutes we've breathed,
the number of times we've wished upon a shooting star.
We ponder on many levels
We live in different dimensions
different time zones, a number of directions.
We are all disconnected yet connected in some way.

Here we are,
in an on going time lapse
a metamorphis of numbers
gauging our existance
yet again it is the human persistance
to label, to categorize
to put a meaning to everything that lays in front of our eyes
but why don't we just drift...
Traci Eklund
Written by
Traci Eklund  Northern Mitten, USA
(Northern Mitten, USA)   
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   st64 and Gary Muir
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