You weren't really asleep when you woke up, you were really asleep, dreaming that you were dreaming that you were dreaming that you woke up, when really, you're a sleepy little butterfly sleeping on a branch while your new wings dry, dreaming that you are a man. You feel a breeze on your back, a little stir, feel the sun, the warmth, and as your wings finish drying and you come awake, pondering a tiny truth:
"Am I a man,
Dreaming I am a butterfly,
Or am I a butterfly,
Dreaming I am a man?"
And you ponder your options shortly after:
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