I should not be resentful to the ones I love...
I should not care whether ten or a thousand of my bloodline know I exist...
But, as I grow older, I feel the turmoil in my bones.
I think things that one should not think.
I hear things that one does not wish to hear.
It's a complex and complicated endeavor.
Words begin to lose their meaning...
Words like love and trust and family,
Words that...

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