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Organic
I feel like I'm not a person.
Not a thing.
I feel like I was something thrown together, an amalgamation.
I feel like I'm not the same person I should be.
I'm something far worse than an amalgamation, something far, far worse.
I feel memories...
Memories that aren't mine.
I hear voices, that aren't there.
Sometimes I can hear breathing that isn't mine.
I'm not the only one in here.
I feel like I'm a gallery of three.
Three people formed into this, vessel.
Three people molded into this body.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm not in control.