A thought

A Poem by luciddreamer

Sometimes I wonder, when I can not think, which is the waking world, which is the dream.

How can I tell the difference, other than sleep, how do I REALLY know which one to believe?

Maybe that is what death is, do you think that could be, when our minds eye presents our true idenity.

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Love this a lot. A very simple thought, brought in one paragraph, in such a poetic way. This was great. Great job!
-Yin

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Added on August 31, 2010
Last Updated on August 31, 2010

First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win....Gandhi more..

One of those days