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Cold. Loneliness. Abandoned This was what she felt as she sat on the stairs of a building that night in Seoul. Long time ago she had given up hope, gave up on her quest, everything she did to find her again was in vain.
You might be left with his hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes I'll hold your body in my hands and I'll be as gentle as I can.