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Thomas didnt call. He was a lie. His cells were all lies and his being was made up of lies. Lies couldnt call out the way truth does. They feared discovery. They were constantly confused and had soft edges that overlapped. Thomas was walking, thinking, My body is made of lies. There are lies on my tongue. He no longer knew the truth.

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