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Today was my last day at the demilitarized zone or as we all called it, DMZ. Yeah, guess where I am? Yo, baby, you are all damn right. South Korean Army Facility at the DMZ. Last fucking day in this fucking hell hole. After the basic six weeks traning, naturally nothing happened. The sweet leader of the People's Republic of .... whatever they call themselves, well he was sitting on his fat arse and did nothing. I was so damn fed up with it. The next morning I've left, finally ... to never return to my fame, to my VIP's, to my boys. To my recording label. To my family. I took an airplane and never looked back. I wanted to be invisible. I wanted to be the person, who really I am. But first, I needed to find that person. In between my concerts,tours with my boys, my family, my fans, I just couldn't remember properly who I was. Til to this day, it's hard to distinguish between the fine lines where DG starts and where Song Taehyun starts. Sometimes I am not even sure who I really am.
CHAPTER 1. The first step towards freedom
