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I want to know what happened to the plans they sent you.
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
It’s more like … suicide.
I want to learn the ways of the Force and be a Jedi, like my father before me.
I must face him, alone.
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