The fact
That every single one of us here
Has our own
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lives, thoughts, ideas, experiences.
And that everyone here is just a stranger—
NPCs in our lives.
The only person who feels real is you.
You can never be in their shoes. Never.
But still, their life is as complicated as yours:
As vivid.
As complex.
As challenging.
All those people we pass by,
Their lives a colourful, multicoloured thread,
Woven together—
Yet it doesn’t seem so...
( 𝖓. ) 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖋 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖟𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖞 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖆𝖘 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖝 𝖆𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓