Cycle 225 Note

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Cycle 225

When I signed up for this mission, I just wanted to get away from everything.

I was sick of Rotfront, of school, of the photo store.

Sick of the fake smiles and the whispering behind people's backs.

<01/03>

When I saw the photo of that soldier, I wondered who she was.

Was she happy? Was her family proud of her? Did her comrades love her?

Since we looked alike, could I have been like her?

But in the end, I just wanted to leave.

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Nothing I had done or made ever meant anything to anyone, so why bother?

Here, I am finally free.

<03/03>

I get to be by myself, and to do what I want.

I can finally be happy.