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It was natural. Life of itself was something ordinary. Every process between birth and death was life, so what could we possibly define as normal?
However, she had to put a bridle on ‘me’. After a long while of repeated questions and answers, reaching the limits of possibility, she came up with one method.
That was....
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Historia vented her emotions, but her complaints had clear limits. What they were was…
"I rolled and tumbled around in back a ...
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