Did the cat get your tongue Did your string come undone One by one One by one It comes to us all It's as soft as your pillow (SINGING) I dreamed I was missing You were so scared But no one would listen 'Cause no one else cared After my dreaming I woke with this fear What am I leaving When I'm done here?

VOA: standard.other

This just brings us back to the thought that whether or not I could still exist after the death of my body looks like it should depend on what I am. So in a minute, that's the question that I'm going to turn to.

这又带回到我们的另一个思考,我是否有可能,在我死后一直存在,这取决于另一个问题"我是谁",待会,我会谈到这个问题

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