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Introduction to the past

The echo of silence was deafening, a constant reminder of the emptiness that consumed me. As an adoptee, I'd always felt a gnawing sense of loss, a void that no amount of love or affection could fill. This profound sense of abandonment, coupled with a fragile self-esteem,

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