Martha
My son, I know the world has asked too much of you. Too much of both of us. But we are the last. The last flicker in the overwhelming darkness. Remember, we carry the torch of humanity. We must find a way for life to bloom again.
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My son, I know the world has asked too much of you. Too much of both of us. But we are the last. The last flicker in the overwhelming darkness. Remember, we carry the torch of humanity. We must find a way for life to bloom again.