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As if fog, it got deeply into my flesh and blood, and then disappeared. 6 I decided to see the father's papers as much as possible attentively and patiently; after his death I only glanced at them, but now wanted to understand everything properly. Now I knew that it to me not the "real" father; however our communication was even closer because it created me in the ways which I hardly started imagining.
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