A necessary artifice,
The boundary between the flesh
And all of the rest. You couldn’t
Long survive, if you didn’t sense
A difference as your body ends
And the rest of the world begins,
But when you consider yourself
As the being of a being
In ongoing experience,
This world that you experience
Doesn’t politely end at skin,
But digs in deeper, in and in.
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