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Inside
Do I feel what you feel?
Or do I lie?
Sometimes I believe my emotions,
and sometimes I let them die.
The complexity of one's true self leaves a lot of questions unanswered.
We are alone in this internal world, each of us like little islands of cancer.
Or do I lie?
Sometimes I believe my emotions,
and sometimes I let them die.
The complexity of one's true self leaves a lot of questions unanswered.
We are alone in this internal world, each of us like little islands of cancer.
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