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Quotation

I release you, my beautiful and terrible fear. I release you. You were my beloved and hated twin, but now I don’t know you as myself. I release you with all the pain I would know at the death of my daughters.

You are not my blood anymore.

—I Give you Back, Joy Harjo, She Had Some Horses