I was once a liar. I wove fiction with effortless grace. Falsehoods touched to my tongue more often than food. I lied about lying. When I was caught, I instantly lied my way out. And everyone believed me. Not only the gullible, but all. I was a master. And I was nothing.
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Replying to @TheBrometheus
My family has a set of lies we are not allowed to contradict. We all know they are lies. Once I left home and could speak them aloud it was an incredible feeling to be truthful. Now I have a habit of oversharing.
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