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The World And I Wake Up Together

Every time I arise from slumber, it's not just me the person that I need to remember
But the entire world is recreated by me when I wake up
I can never wake up just to myself
I always also wake up in a world
Inseparable from the world
It's never not been that way
Is it possible that I am the world and not a part if it?
Isn't it possible that it's not me who sleeps and awakes but the world that sleeps and awakens?



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