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I'm writing this so I don't forget who I am.
Once, I had a home. Or maybe I just imagined it - I don't know anymore.
Now there's only him.
I hate him more than anything in the world.
I tried to die. I tried to run.
But every time, he was there, wherever I went.
He says the whole city belongs to him.
And I'm starting to believe it. Because even my thoughts are no longer mine.
If you're reading this - know, there is no way out.