Who Am I?
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Finding Myself Series - Book 1
I give bits and pieces of my soul to others, sometimes because they need it, sometimes because I think I need it.
But the ones who don't truly care keep taking, & now I have none left for myself.
I have to start over...
& I just can't figure out how.
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