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She looks at me, her empty eyes reflecting only the light, which surrounds and falls angelically on her pale completion. She takes another swig from her energy concoction before starting. "We are all copies of other people. No one is unique nor is anyone individual" such a melodramatic honesty in the words that escape through her delicate mouth, I soon find myself lost in her words, the fine melody that spills from her lips as she continues. "Every person takes different aspects of identity from other people and those people in turn from someone else. Life is just one big circle the combination of others is what makes a person seem different,