"Could it be—
Is there anything warmer than a campfire?
Perhaps the embrace of a father I don't know.
Perhaps the comfort of a mother who hasn't left.
Or that of some being who never was... They tell me I must open up, but when I do, no one wants me around.
I don't fully understand the rules.
Is there someone in some nearby town waiting for me?
Or will no one care if I disappear?
Should I leave something of myself in return? Or let something change me?"
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