What if you're me
And I was you!
Our world would change,
Our body would change,
Our thought would change,
Our relatives would change,
Our surroundings would change,
Our fate would change,
So, there wouldn't be any existence of ourselves!
Just like now there isn't any existence of themselves!
It is a paradox.
We don't know what is the actual truth,
We can assume, think
But we can't be absolutely sure!
Is this all an illusion?
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