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... far too quickly.
I barely slept after last night as my grandfather’s words kept me awake, echoing like a curse carved into my skull.
Power.
Without it, you are nothing. With it, you can have everything.
That was the weight I carried when I opened my eyes at dawn. The old Kendrick, the one who bled for love, who allowed his emotions to drag him into a pit of weakness was gone Or at least, I prayed he was. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
What was left was a m ...
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