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Her Bloodline

I sense it. That ancient power, rushing through my veins. I savor it. It's linked to antiquity. My eyes have seen the impossible. My heart knows her name. How did I receive it? this knowledge that led me here. She was my ancient mother, and I'm taking her place. Her blood course within me. I now speak in her tongue. This throne is my birthright. I am declared as her daughter. This crown upon my head shows you who I became. I shall follow in her footsteps, and I will shine as her descendant.

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Date: 3/14/2020 3:50:00 AM
A heartfelt missive that your soul brought to you in a dream maybe.
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