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[wretched_son]

I remember the truth.
I remember the lies.

I loved you, MOM.
Holy Mother.
I loved you. I believed you could save me.

I BELIEVED
you could protect me.

I believe you could give me what I needed most.

But you left me.
Didn't you, Mom?
I'll still bring you back, MOM.

And when I do, it won't be for love.

Little Walter.
Come here.

Let's go see Mother.