| IBM, PC’s, MAC, |
| I love you across blinking classifieds
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| hit send & cross continents |
| Numbers always make my head spin |
| a billion served everyday (we all know who said
that) |
| Imagine how many you can reach |
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| Okay here I am the cross-roads of culture |
| singing zulu lullabies to a city that never sleeps |
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| Vukani, vukani bo! Wake up, wake up! |
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| I'm asking, |
| how many hands, mow many hearts, how many hearts
can you reach? |
| Can anyone of us reach-in a chat, on the web? |
| Does infinite potential scare you? |
| What about the infinite potential to change what
is, to what should be? |
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| To demand justice for the 16 year old Israeli
girl who just emailed me? |
| To receive her tears, hear her desperation & |
| deliver a petition signed by 16,000 16 year olds
on the Internet to 16 of the |
| world's most influential leaders. |
| the potential is infinite... |
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| The digital divide it's very simple |
| it's those who know & those who have no access
to cross |
| to the other side. |
| OurSite is your site, access for all. |
| Millions of dollars taken from school budgets |
| 1 in 4 kids on the Internet |
| few after school programs |
| Someone told me, in Singapore you are given an
email account when you're born |
| and you have to ask who's watching? |
| but this ain't that old one-way tv watching experience |
| We yell with screaming exclamation points |
| in heated debates from Chicago to China. |
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| I fell in love with a South African boy |
| from my computer in Santa Monica, CA |
| We paint sunsets with words |
| pull continents together |
| Told me he saw African angels flying when Alvin
Ailey came to his town. |
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| The potential is infinite, our potential is infinite. |
| Who knows? Who knows which child when
given access will access |
| the cure to cancer? An Indonesian boy researching
on the Internet with a |
| Minnesota girl, meeting at OurSite.org |
| maybe not cancer, maybe AIDS ... maybe the cure
to AIDS |
| We don't know which one, which child |
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| I believe that the magic is in the telling |
| that just by saying, by writing, by typing it,
anything can be brought into |
| being |
| when millions of people bring their beauty to
this Net, this World Wide Web |
| what a colourful vibrant collision of curiosity,
of dreams |
| what a quilt of various visions, when we meet
at one place that is OurSite |
| A nexus of power |
| what a meeting of spirits!! |
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| We you and I are a living celebration of what
can be, of what is |
| You are the inspiration I spend my days searching
for |
| The love I so often speak of |
| I love you as I love air, as I love life as I
love love |
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| Access is our right we move |
| boldly into the future |
| accessing our infinite potential at OurSite |
