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For forty years, I have lived as someone I am not. Tomorrow, I will gamble with death and flee toward the east…

For forty years, I have lived as someone I am not. Tomorrow, I will gamble with death and flee toward the east. Pray Heaven takes pity. This sea of sand, I hate it still, for it has no boats and a path with no end. Last night, I dreamt of drums beating in the distance, and my heart beat with them like a long-lost echo. To have been so utterly alone for decades, and then to hear your voice in a dream... the tears came unbidden. I never forgot you. You never gave up on me. It is the greatest fortune I have. If I can be lucky enough to escape... If only...

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