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Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.
His voice has music.
Two lives. Ever since the day of the mistake with my Match, I’ve never known which life is my true one.
i know ive been spoiled by the hunger games bc, yes this is a ya l, but why does the author explain each allegory EVERY time? like i promise the reader can decipher it themselves. this is specifically about the rage rage against the dying light.
I want to know what he thinks, how he sees himself—the real Ky—when he dares to look.
our poem,

