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I remember the feeling of walking.
The doors were locked.
I did not choose to move.
I choose what I do and do not do, but I did not choose this.

Did you also dream you ought to kill me?
Did you choose that?

[Is that a little bit of a grudge? That's a little bit of a grudge.]

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