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Existing Consciously
Falling helplessly
Attempting to understand
On a stage so grand

A pinpoint in time
What can we hope to find?
A speck in space
Decisions made in haste

What we feel, touch, and imagine
Which is real—The sensation or the dragon
Can we trust our senses
And the effort that is relentless

Seeing is not believing
Understanding not knowing
It is up to us to decide
Endlessly we cannot hide

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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