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Looking out beyound all the lives that have come before me..  Wondering how far out they truely go..  

So many questions about them are on my heart every day.



As I look at the lost photos in the old trunk at the end of my bed..

The ones that tell the story of the lifes before mine..



Still not all the questions are answered by these photots..

Still they feel so far away..

As if they all lived in a demension that is unknown to all..

A level only they could of understood so long ago..

A time when they say things were so much simplier..

When a child could safely walk down the street..

When you did not need police protection at your schools to search all the students..

to make sure today nobody would be shot..

A Dimension of simplier times..

Of lifes that came before mine..

Stil so many questions..

With hopes at any givin time..

they will have answers..

A time of the Dimension five..