The next morning, Mars was looking at the mirror, like there was no tomorrow,. "Father never let me cut my hair when I wanted to just because I looked like you, my face reminded him of you, he got more determination every single day after looking at my face, but I hated those long hairs because of the same reason, It reminded me of you, Mom, ain't I a coward ha-ha-ha." his laugh slowly died down as he got more miserable, he always acted as if nothing mattered to him, he was a cold piece of metal from outside, but inside he was so soft, so fragile that a single thought about his mother could shake his entire exitance. For him talking to her like this alone was fine but if someone would mention her even accidentally, he could' not take it. A tragic memory of hers in his mind was pl
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