My beliefs change rather quickly as I learn about the world. Tho,there has been one that has been with me almost all my life.
As a reincarnated creature, I yearn for my old body. The feeling of my skin, the texture of my hair, the color of my eyes, my old life that I wasted. All for greed. Let a bug be clear, I acknowledge I am not my old life, after all, I've been living this one long enough. I do ,however miss it. I miss my face and voice.
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