Faking Identity
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Ever wanted to try being someone completely different to who you really are?
I did, but it's not easy, you see, humans want things that they can't have.
When I was a little girl, I wanted to become beautiful with blonde hair and green eyes, I didn't think I'd actually have to become that person.
But now I am, and it feels like I'm running a marathon that I know I will fail.
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