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Somehow the idea of being someone else’s idea had never occurred to him. 

It was a crack in his rigorous and well-developed armor that began to let the light of a larger vision into an otherwise well-blindered world. 

The breeze that whistled through that cranky bodyshell produced only the slightest amounts of cooling and comfort. 

But, a starting point is all it takes.  It’ll be enough; or so he thought…


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