Here is also one more thing in the space. It is a small cylinder just barely able to fit in your hand. It is warm to the touch, and seems to hum, despite having no visible power source.
The feelings I kept deep inside are now screaming at the top of their lungs.
Don't forget. Always, somewhere, someone is fighting for you. As long as you can remember that-
You are not alone
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