EMPTINESS IS FULL
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Am I A Person?

  Where do I go when the body sleeps?
Every night in deep sleep I completely disappear
I don't even know what wakes me up from sleep?
This person that I think I am


Is completely reliant on memory to re-create itself every morning
if the brain weakens I even forget who I am
Is it possible that I am not a person at all?



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