“A reason”

I guess there was some reason for it.

Some reason that people kept thinking it was me.

Maybe we looked alike.

Maybe we spoke the same.

I don’t know.

I’ve tried to escape it.

Tried not to think about it.

But there has to be a reason for it.

And I would do almost anything to know that reason.

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