The autobiography of a man with no backbone

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The feeling of an instinct wars with you.

See to help.

Yes you should aid.

But you fear.

And you run with you chin on your chest.

You fingers tremble to touch, you mouth ajar stuttering, 

you wink, and held you legs that they might not give way. 

As you begun, you end; in the shell of youmother's womb

A fetus susceptible to abortion. 

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