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What is reality? Is it the cool embrace of winters chilling winds? Or is it the tingle you get while walking in the sun on a summers afternoon? What is reality? Is it the smell of fresh apple pie cooling on grandmas windowsill? Or is it the sharp smell of perfume on the girl sitting next to you? What is reality? Is it a beautiful sunset, sending ribbons of color across the ocean? Or is it the New York City skyline shining like a beacon through a thick layer of smog? What is reality? Is it made up of everything that we can see, smell, and touch? Or is it made up of the dreams that we are constantly generating inside of our heads?
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Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 12:58 PM UTC
What is Reality?
What is reality? Is it the cool embrace of winters chilling winds? Or is it the tingle you get while walking in the sun on a summers afternoon? What is reality? Is it the smell of fresh apple pie cooling on grandmas windowsill? Or is it the sharp smell of perfume on the girl sitting next to you? What is reality? Is it a beautiful sunset, sending ribbons of color across the ocean? Or is it the New York City skyline shining like a beacon through a thick layer of smog? What is reality? Is it made up of everything that we can see, smell, and touch? Or is it made up of the dreams that we are constantly generating inside of our heads?
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Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 12:58 PM UTC
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