Does anyone know who I really am?!!!

These are stupid questions! What are we really made of!? Soil?! Water?! What!?

Humans made from a piece of clay!? From a piece of sharp glass!? From a piece of hate!? From sadness!? From regret!? From worry!? From dreams!? From ice!? From fire!? From animals!? From sunlight!? From the sky!? From diamonds?! From love!? From... water?......

The truth is that we are made of ourselves...

What do you feel will never leave you? Something that is inside you... and you are connected to it... that is you... that which you are made of...

You don't know when, where, or how this happened... But when you come to, you realize it's been a long time... You've been born again and again in different forms..............

This is the beginning of the story for you... But for me, it's a repetition of many of my bodies in my life.

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It's been a long time. Something's not clear in my head,

A sudden love, she had fallen in love... in love with her own murderer!.....

"Chali"

Carrot-colored hair, eyes like the sea Happy and carefree But he too... died one day......