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Hippocrates
I was sat wrapped around my rebec, treating it much like a cello for an infant. My fingers tried to pluck away as quick as I could, eager to get that last point in dexterity. Finally, on the penultimate day before my 2nd birthday, I gained the final point of dexterity needed to get the next trait. I let out a huge sigh of relief, as I stopped playing and relaxed my sore fingers. It had been a long journey to get here. I had spent half my life unable to walk in one form o ...
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