the illusion created by the lonely.

the illusion created by the lonely.

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I realise I feel fear. Not the false copies of emotions from Elif. But pure unadulterated fear pulsing through my body. Which should be impossible. But fear is universal. Instilled in the marrows of the Universe.
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❝My entire story is a grim web of lies in which I am drowning, as though in a dark abyss of fear and despair. And no one can pull me out of it, because, fortunately, no one will ever know the truth. Why? Because even I don't know it. ❝Pretending to be a normal person doesn't mean actually being normal. I thought that if I acted like I wasn't myself, everything would work out. I was wrong. Because someone already knows who I really am. ❝If I stop-I'll die.

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