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Hallucinations, thoughts and memories

“What...Who...” He stammered, not sure if what he was seeing before him was real or not.

He raised his hands to rub against his face hoping that after doing that and he eventually opened his eyes, everything would be just a dream, or an illusion, or trance, or something to indicate that what he just saw, the person before him, was all a lie and not natural.

But unfortunately, when he did remove his hands and opened his eyes, the guy standing before him, who looked exactly like him, was still standing before him, smirking or trying not to laugh at him or at how his actions were rather funny.

Dante

I still got the flowers that you sent

My head shot up from my palms.

Music? Lorel?

And the note you wrote that said that we were meant

To be forever

An’ I keep them all as evidence

In a drawer under the mirror

With each word from the lyrics, I felt my heart ache. Like a guitar, each word strung my heartstrings. I clenched my chest, trying my best to stand up but unable to because my h
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