'How would you know that the world isn't perfect?'
The voice inside my head which is me asked.
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'How?'
I asked back.
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Because the line 'the world isn't perfect' exist.'
The voice inside my head which is me replied.
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'The line 'my girlfriend' exist but she doesn't.'
With NO (alt: a) hint of dejection, I retorted.
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'Thoughts, ideas and concepts are also a form of existence. Mathematics has no body thus you can't hold it but it exist.'
The voice inside my head which is me.
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To prove the voice inside my head which is me wrong, I took a pen for each my hand.
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'Of course you can. I am holding a one from each hand thus now I have a two.'
I demonstrated, feeling smug.
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'.... What you're holding,,, are,,, pens.'
The voice inside my head which is me said with an expression of probably pity and sorry from watching something idiotic. I would know for the voice inside my is me and I am the one making the expression.
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'How would you know existence exist?'
After a few moment of silence, the voice inside my head which is me asked.
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'Because the word stupid exist.'
I answered.
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'Therefore, I too.'
The voice inside my head which is me.