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... know and was always there to protect me. Someone I truly admire.
I felt at ease under his big hands that stroked me, and I was happy to have been born with hair the same color as his.
My first memories as a child are the sensation of my body being rocked by the carriage, the clear wind, and the endless plains of withered grass. I remember my eyes often glancing up at the dust and sand smoke that rose up in the air.
Spending my days traveling with my parents, who were bot ...
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