The sea whipped up by a storm.
The hundred thousand waves are each unique, but they are all water.
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Refuting the mystical, metaphysical concept of the existence of individual, discrete selves (while bearing in a non existent mind, that there is no universally accepted theory as to what the word "existence" means)
That love is all there is
Is all we know of love
-Emily Dickinson
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