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"What if," Sandra mused wickedly, eyes narrowed in blatant protest to even her own thought. "we're all just characters in a play?"

Kyle, a close friend to Sandra, hesitantly piped up, lips barely moving as he gave in and amused the girl. "Then what about when you and I write?"

"They, of course, a real to themselves and one another." Declared Sandra, her tone triumphant.


"But, what? Kyle, somewhere out there, you and I are simply the work of a genuis." The girl's tone remained confident.

Kyle could only nod. "Then your words are not your own, are they?"

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