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Two Worlds Sleeping Awake

Am I alive? Or is this a dream too? Sometimes I can't tell between the two. Is this me? Or am I not understanding what I see? What can I do to really believe? Awake, but exhausted from my second me. Asleep, but awake trying to breathe. I feel helpless at times in both of these vivid life's of mine. These two distant personalities have a connection, but also separation. If we believe life, then we should believe in dreams.

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Date: 5/2/2014 6:10:00 PM
This makes me think of the Matrix, I absolutly find the concept intriguing. I enjoyed my tim reading your work. Stop by and visit if you have a chance. Bye
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