Intertwined

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I realize now, that I am not one person but pieces of everyone that I have encountered.
With each soul I meet, every person I hug, every person I kiss, a part of them gets stuck on me like glue.
I try to shake them off but it never really works out.
Their thoughts and ideas, hates and loves, opinions... all collide into my head.
Who really am I? But a spider web of other humans.
Things we watch on tv, things we see on our phones, books we read, news we consume, it all shapes who we are.
So really who am I, but a mush of outer-sources.
Can you ever really be uniquely yourself?
I think the answer is no.
You are parts of everyone you've ever met.
It will always be that way.
We are constantly influenced by the people around us.
So who really am I?
Who really are you?

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