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Jan 2022
sonder.

the realisation that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.

sonder.

the realisation that i am selfish to think i am the only person in the world who feels lonely,

as if i am the chosen one who the world has thrown her worst battles at,

as if i am unique in any way, shape or form when there are exact replicas of my being walking around,

with their thoughts and hobbies and feelings and emotions and experiences imitating mine.
Aimée
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