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... a phantom limb of complexity, intricate beyond immediate comprehension.
The question was simply too intricate...
Yet, paradoxically, I knew the answer.
It had been there, a cold, hard truth, since the very beginning. But I stayed silent. My tongue, a stubborn sentinel, cleaved to the roof of my mouth. I was silent because of logic, a cold, calculating force that weighed outcomes and possibilities.
Silent because of survival instinct, a primal hum that whispered ca ...
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