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[motherofutopia]

The fact that my existence lingers within you continues to disturb me. You, mun, are a creature ruled by impulse. You spend days thinking of a place for me. Which would be more deserving, more in need of my words. Well, allow me to aid you in your choices. I choose to wait. I would sooner see my message go unheard than for you to bring me to a people only to fail to allow me to stay. I am no wandering prophet. My message can not be taught in simple analogies and left at that. So, choose what it is you wish to do with me and make it a firm and standing choice. There's much I need to do.