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... m to go back, but she didn’t have the strength.
"I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror during the day, and I realized that I no longer resemble my mother."
Eleanor hugged her knees with both hands. She didn’t turn on the light and didn’t cry, but her voice was like a sorrowful whisper in the night.
"When I was little, many elders used to say that I looked like my mother, but now, I’ve almost forgotten what she looks like."
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