‘I’ am quite vulnerably isolated from ‘You’.

Remember we both were born.

Both, without ‘I’ and ‘You’.

Perhaps we are also to die without it.

Both, without ‘I’ and ‘You’.

But we gave the words, ‘I’ and ‘You’.

To think of you as ‘You’ and me as ‘I’.

Since it happened as that,

‘You’ had to create your armoury and ‘I’ mine.

‘You’ had to create your happiness and ‘I’ mine.

Certainly we did that but effected each others shares.

Even now,

We both still, selflessly feed this ‘I’ and ‘You’.

Which breeds ever-diverging differences. And.

Rifts our ‘Humanity’.

Till ‘one’ of us is to naturally ask :

Is ‘Humanity’ by the unity of me and you or the differentiation of ‘You’ and ‘I’ ?

Even after having that unity in our beginning and our end.

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