Identity Never Wanted (Macolet)
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Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you imagined being in someone else's shoes, but never intended nor wished for it to become your reality? What happens when fate places you in a position you never asked for, and the weight of it feels heavier than you could ever have imagined?
"I hear you say "I love you" in front of me, with your eyes full of sincerity. Knowing damn well you said those lines not meant for me, but meant for someone's identity."
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