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Yes,I'm here again. Thank you old friend,all I needed was sometime in my head. In the space between reality and fiction. I've missed you. I missed the colorful dreams and the insane dreams with me as the hero. The smile on the mirror. The face that matched my own. The soft hands unlike mine,mine which covered in lead markings,ink stains. I am glad you're back. Your hands going threw mine,I guess you're not real anymore,where have you gone? I miss the giggling little girl. The girl who's hair curled and fell below her shoulders. The one who loved the color pink? The one who turned a blind eye to the world and kept in her own? The one who was going to be the female version of Petter Pan? Where have you gone my little clone?
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