Original.
Unique.
Different.
That's what everyone is.
Except for some.
These people are the clones of our world.
I knew I wasn't original.
I had a number scarred into my leg.
Number 2.
Guess what that meant?
They never told me.
I figured it out, but I never told them.
I thought that if I hide from the world,
No one would know I was a fake.
A double.
A clone.
I couldn't believe it.
My theory was confirmed when I stood face to face,
With the original.
I ran.
I ran until I remembered.
I am not unique.
I am not Original.
I am Hikari Yagami,
A clone of the original.
I am number 2.
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