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I don't know her. I no longer know what she likes, what makes her laugh, what makes her cry. I don't know her favourite song anymore. I don't know her favourite movie, or the reasons she gets up every morning, I don't know what she does in her free time. It's almost like she disappeared. Like everything that used to matter - has been erased.
Look at her in the mirror. Strange, strange eyes. Don't know myself anymore.
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