I
feel like I walk among people, but my path is solitary. I look to my
sides and I see your faces, but I look within and you're not there.
There are only versions of myself, and I can't distinguish which one
is real: which one am I. Is it the one that loves you? Or is it the
one that doesn't care? I only wish it will end up being the right
one, because I can't live this lonely life.
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