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While taking a shower, I couldn’t help but think, “Is it really necessary for people like me to exist?” I saw some of the same “shadows” as him in my body. I was afraid of becoming him, or that I had become him. This is a sad and pitiful thing, and it is also a microcosm of my future life. “She” also complained about why she found…
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