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May 2018
And as I looked at myself in the mirror,
I no longer felt like anyone.
Like my body was just someone I invaded,
like my soul was apart of something else
something bigger.
I felt scared but I also like felt nothing at the same time.
And in that moment I looked at myself, into my eyes and no longer saw me, but a figure of my imagination
standing their impersonating me....
Written by
Arte
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   Fawn, julie and Lone Chimney Sweep
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