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Chapter 66B5 - : A Passage to Freedom
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... ike ants, each carrying out a task, each moving with purpose. Houses rose at a dizzying pace, beams locking into place, walls climbing higher with every passing day. In the fields beyond the city, workers moved in steady rhythm, tending, harvesting, building a future with their hands.
A slow warmth settled in my chest. We created this. We helped make this happen. The thought rolled through my mind, simple but unshakable. And then one word stood out—helped.
Help. ...
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