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Are we separate?

You wake inside one body. Your pain is felt here; another person’s pain has to be told or shown. Your thoughts are private until you give them words. Before separation becomes an idea, it is the boundary through which a life is lived.

The boundary matters. It lets you protect a private thought, take responsibility for an action, and meet another person without pretending that your lives are interchangeable. Yet distinction can harden into something more absolute: the sense of being sealed inside yourself, looking out at a world that remains finally elsewhere.

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