Grant me a selective memory

People have gathered here

I don't know their faces

I don't know their names

I am one of them

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People have gathered here

Shrouded in mystery

They seek a reality

I am one of them

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People have gathered here

By paths diverging they came

To seek the truth of one name

I am one of them

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Beyond the veil of fantasy

Where dreams turn to reality

People have gathered

Me amongst them

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I sit amongst them

I search with them

Another nameless soul

Another invisible face

Just one more amongst them

I sit in shadows

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I don't know their faces

I don't know their names

I know only one thing

I need not know more

I know only one thing

And that is enough

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What matter names

What matter faces

They are me

I am them

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Muriel Vieux, 1998