For all works I have born.
I am going to leave you alone.
I let you search the where you all belong to.
I am trying to force my belief.
Because I am sure I am not your truly mother.
My mind is an evidence for my entire fault.
Indeed, you deserve to have your one blooded-family.
Be the fingers your step mother.
Be the eyes your step father.
Be the brain your step brother.
And I will last as the cruel sage ever.
I guess I am going to end up what I have started along this time.
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