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Alone in a crowded roomSurrounded by vivid charactersWords whispered bounce off my ear drumsInhaling every syllableLies I hearOceans rush down my cheeksJust to be caught by imaginary friendsWho comfort meOnly when the lies Are said by those I considered my friends
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