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Created on: August 07, 2009
Ode to Descartes
We are but dreamers,
Daydreaming a lie
That liars live.
By being liars
We live a day
Dreamed by sleepers.
For sleepers lie asleep
Dreaming liars.
And all are living
A sleeping lie
Called a dream.
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