I am body and my body is bone

And in this body, my mind makes its home

Ask me, tell me, teach me, it rushes

It is a mind and that mind never hushes

I am a mind and that mind is a dream

A lost fragment, a figment, it seems

I am a figment and a figment is lost

But a thousand of us are a terrible cost

And that cost is the voices that make up the mind

that lives in the body, an excellent find.