The realization that you are human is the realization that you love, hate, miss, feel, smell, taste, need, and want. The realization of what you are is then what you become. If you do not realize what you are, how could you become so? Children, for an instance, who have no sense of race are then just children. They are definitely aware of color difference as well as are able to distinguish difference in ethnicity, culture, attitude and such. Their lack of understanding for what these difference mean is what keep a bond between them.
I have a bank full of memories, stolen memories and my memories. No longer sure of which is which so I look into every memory bill in search to find my memories. The price of memories, right now no longer worth much until someone is willing to charge because we are always willing to pay, we just don't know it yet. This is my memory banks and I share it with you.
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