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Maya Illusion

Wondering, pondering, conjuring up memories from where? Moments, past moments, lost as soon as they pass. Great moments, over. Did they even occur? A silly species, yes? that tries to save the past. All that effort and energy, and the purity of the moment, lost. One day later, the cheers, the jeers are open to the public and lost, in a thousand interpretations in the daily news. And you wonder and you ponder if it even happened, and whose views are true, and just what it was you really saw.

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