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Dec 2021
Why does the wind we breathe not make us feel like one? Why does the gravity that holds us to the ground not make us feel like one? Why don't the sun's rays, which make us visible, make us feel like one? Why doesn't the water we all drink make us feel like one? Why is it that death, which we all eventually face, does not make us feel like one?
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
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