Who am I and who are you

Who am I and who are you

Whiles meet each time

Asks to find who I am

Like finding a lost object

Not easy though

I say you are me I am you

How can I be you and how can you be I

He says I am always I am and you always you are

If you remove each part

When he asks if the object is there

If you add with each part

I say the material will develop there

Talk about achieving emptiness, he says

I say what is wrong with speaking of existence

In conclusion he says whether you want wisdom or not

I say keep your goods to yourself

It can’t give or receive as goods, he says

Otherwise how you sell that, I say

He yells, "Stop looking as objects at anything."

I have no problem with who I am

I'm afraid of who you are

The child of Satan runs away from here, He says

One day everyone will be called children of God

I'm telling you a lie

As if the question of who I am has become meaningless

As he began to look at the rest

I smile as if I understand who you are

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