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I thought he was me
- this boy I was talking to - he bore an emotional similarity to someone I used to be but then I thought I was mistaken having put all my belief in only one place, so I held my hands up, to my eyes, but the holes in the palms blew away my disguise, and I... I couldn't think anymore just as the world was turning -letters gliding from the screen- all of a sudden, nothing. And then, out of the dream.
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