We share the same dream, and yet, we feel separate. 

We share the same dream
And yet, we feel separate.
We breathe the same air
And yet, we feel separate.
We are made of the same substance
And yet, we feel separate.
We are soaked in the same sense of awe
And yet, we feel separate.

Odd, isn’t it?

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