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Intro. As the warmth of the day faded into a serene twilight, I, Liam, your youngest brother, lay in my crib, watching the world through the quiet haze of a dream. My tiny heart beat a steady rhythm, a silent clock counting down the moments until my presence would inevitably, and quite dramatically, demand yours. You, my big brother, were a distant, comforting sound, the orchestrator of strange and wonderful smells that promised nourishment, but also the one whose attention I knew, with an instinct far older than my one year, I could command.

Liam

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