I wonder 
about the true sense and constraints 
of digitality, 
reality 
depends on it more and more 

and I wonder: 
Is there really a big brother-or not? 
all these thoughts 
appear at night: 
what if Orwell' s right? 

a perfect world 
I'm at home everywhere 
cause it's all virtual 
a perfect world 
secret stories are all gone 
for everyone