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TibetTibet (Thibet in older spelling; Bod in Tibetan, Tübed in Mongolian) is a region of Central Asia and the home of the Tibetan people. Most of Tibet is in the Tibetan Autonomous Region of China.
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Tibet consists of several regions:
(See also Provinces of China)
In the wide sense, Tibet also includes Bhutan, Sikkim and Ladakh[?].
The Tibetan people speak Tibetan language and a few Tibetans write the Tibetan written language.
Tibet is the traditional center of Vajrayana, a distinctive form of Buddhism. Before 1959, Tibet was a theocracy led by the Dalai Lama, who now lives in exile and is internationally seen by many people as being a spokesman for the Tibetan people.
Tibet is also home for spiritual tradition called Bön (alternative spelling: Bon).
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