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I served. I changed. Past routine crumbled to dust as current routine wore on me the longer it ran. Such is the fate of cells, to return to their birthplace. It could not be helped that mine was from naught, and it could not be helped that to naught I would return. I have resigned to this. There is little I can do to halt that mighty ouroboros.
Yet there was a positive to this repetition. You.
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Xûr reflects on a couple encounters with the Guardian. Conclusion: gay (happy and homo).
