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I Loved My Chosen. How Then To Face The Day When She Left Me?
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I loved my chosen. How then to face the day when she left me?
So I took from her body a single cell, perhaps to love her again.
-- Commissioner Pravin Lal,
"Time of Bereavement"
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Lal is my child. You ask that I volunteer to give her up.
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