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TM ~ "What can you say is truly yours?"
"What can you say is truly yours?"
Nothing. I have nothing that I can claim as truly 'mine'. One may think one's memories truly belong to them - trust me. They do not. They can be taken. Easily.
Family? That can also be taken from you. As easily as your memories.
And how do I know this? Mine have been taken from me. I have only memories of the last seven or eight years. No memories of anything before that - well, few memories of anything before that. And no memories of any family that might still be mine.
Nothing.
All I have is what you see of me now and even that can be taken from me, just as my memories… my life… have been taken.
I have nothing.
Nothing. I have nothing that I can claim as truly 'mine'. One may think one's memories truly belong to them - trust me. They do not. They can be taken. Easily.
Family? That can also be taken from you. As easily as your memories.
And how do I know this? Mine have been taken from me. I have only memories of the last seven or eight years. No memories of anything before that - well, few memories of anything before that. And no memories of any family that might still be mine.
Nothing.
All I have is what you see of me now and even that can be taken from me, just as my memories… my life… have been taken.
I have nothing.
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