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about you and me



I am the man on the bus

I am the woman sipping a latte

I am the girl in the library

I am the boy in the corner

I am you

Virtual love is real

Virtual world is real

We have no touch

We have no taste

We have no sight

We have no borders

We have no flag

We have no color

We have no religion

Virtual love is real

Virtual world is real

Laptops 

Cell phone screens

Monitors 

Text on a screen

We build our world

We build our lives

We build our dreams

We build our love

Everything is unseen

Yet for you and me so real

Virtual love is real

Virtual world is real

We live in this world unseen

We love

We hate

We befriend

We unfriend

We block

We delete

We live 

We die

We lust

We make love

We fight

Virtual love is real

Virtual world is real

The sheep condemn us

They judge us 

They mock us

Our world is more real than 

Their picket fences

We live we love we die 

We risk we lose we love we die

Hear our cry

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