And in its adolescence, though standing on its own wobbling trunk, it bends and intertwines. So are we thus bent and folded with that from which we fall. We come to encompass it, embrace it, and it makes us stronger, taller. And as we wrap around that thing we call heritage, we see how we fit in the long line before us, how it holds us up, how we make it stronger, more intricate.
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