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The metamorphosis of one’s soul is a notion that not even Ovid fathomed in his many forms of literature. Children are the larvae, as are their souls. Writhing aimlessly, blind and hungry for something to latch onto and suckle. For, the confinement of their eggs is all they know, and the vast...

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