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5h
I have always wanted to be a liar.
But I was a bad liar.
I was very bad at it.
So I never comfort him with lies
But instead, I chose to hurt him with the truth.
And that is quite fair, right?
If you lie to me despite of me being truthful to you,
I felt like a bad guy in this situation.
But still, my parents still see me as a liar
Even after all this time, even I tried my best not to lie
Still, I was seen as a liar.
yndn
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yndn  25/F/Wonderland
(25/F/Wonderland)   
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     Cheyenne, winterbird, rick, Omni and Pranavi
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