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In the good doctor's fatal attempts at the recreation of life. In the end all he wounded up costing him one from his own bloodline. Haunted by the past and the voices of the prior misdirection, pressing forward with experimentation. And the love efforts precedence over the need to create. Everybody moves on, and lives on... in me.


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