“The breath you claim as yours, Once stirred the dust of stars. The blood that runs your course, Flowed through forgotten winds. The soil you walk, remembers you, Not as an owner, but as its child. You are just the turning page, Of a universal, waking dream.”
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PHILOSOPHY AND LITERATURE: EXPLORING ONTOLOGY, AESTHETICS AND HERMENEUTICS
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