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                            outside a woman wails(stop)
                            pleading her case for the way in(stop)
                            (now night in the city of brotherly love
                               during the holiday of hearts)(stop)
	
ouija board keystrokes
the machine a conduit for
human thought. thought. thought.
	
communication face to face existing
in pockets of commerce and daily
interaction hindered by technology
	
                                  we can relate(stop)
	
a man across an ocean can
look into a screen and see her
holding his infant son to the screen,
faces staring and blinking back
at him while his brothers are dying
in arms against men of another faith.
it's beautiful and the only time they can
see eachother but it's nothing like
the real touch of a loved one. 
	
the real touch of a stranger
in a throng of a musical concert
sweat drenched bodies glisten in
communion with each other in the
a shared commitment to one group
of people that they can connect to
	
                            outside a woman wails(stop)
                            pleading her case for the way in(stop)
                            (now night in the city of brotherly love
                               during the holiday of hearts)(stop)
	
handshakes and pardons in
busy streets to propagate
human thought. thought. thought.
	
they are trying their best
to wear the new technology and
communicate that idea to each other
	
                                  we can relate(STOP)
	
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