Grow my past and implant what’s needed, but the future is my own, and I will take control to breed a new variety, more beautiful and stronger than what you expected of me.
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Growing realisation a shadow on your mind, too scared to ignore you plunge straight in, torch in hand to unveil the truth you were denying, and can never unknow again.
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