I breathe lies and live through tales,
I see stories through lifted veils.
I watch the horizons through a lens,
I write on paper with lifted pens.
Who am I?
But a happy Shai.
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Make Believe
On the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changed for Sarah. Her memories were gone, taken from her...