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Shared Reality

Awake and alive and really alone, even in a crowd, that is what we are. We reach out, we touch, we text, sometimes phone. We intrigue, make love, at times loan a car. We try to make contact in every way, yet never sure if shared reality is ever perceived so that one could say I know! I know! I know exactly what you mean, and then later you find that it wasn't the same, or even close. Both keep the myth of the moment, in kind, and hide the disappointment in those you thought were of exactly the same mind, and resign yourself to the solitude you find.

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