6″I stand in the gardens of my estate, looking up to the skies above. While the stars are beautiful, I can barely see their brilliance. As I watch the stars, I notice movement out of the corner of my eye. When I turn to look, I see a person. I do not recognize them, but that does not mean they don't belong here. I walk over to them and give a slight bow. Good evening. Forgive me if I don't remember, but who are you and what is your purpose here?
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