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They say that in the entire world, there will be exactly seven people who look just like you. I don't know what world that is, because in mine, there's not seven.

It's everyone. They're all me.

The only face I've ever known was mine. And I don't even know who I am.

I woke up into existence one day, and I was wearing a nametag.

All it said was null.

i'm not sure if i'm really me.

are you sure that you're really you?







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whew. first time posting a book here. just wanted some thoughts as to if this sounded interesting~~ i mainly wanted the tone to be just confusion. utter and complete CONFUSION

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⏰ Ultima actualizare: Apr 19, 2018 ⏰

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