I used to know myself, but now I'm lost. I used to see my reflection and smile but now I frown. Where has the young spirited girl gone? I see glimpses of her here and there, but I can never fully catch her. It's time to let her go.
I lost my purpose when I lost my brother. I need to find myself again. I need to start somewhere. So let's start here.
Hi.
I am C.C.
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