Zhuangzi fell asleep and dreamt he was a butterfly.
He fluttered from flower to flower, not knowing he was Zhuangzi.
When Zhuangzi woke up, he did not know if he was a man who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly now dreaming he was a man.
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