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It was a true surprise for me to dream of the Hall of Mothers. I was glad to see my friend there too though, and Artemis. I hope that we can reclaim some of that sacredness again. Reminds me of Artemis and the ritual of adulthood. How some plushies were donated to the temple, and these would go to children. Yet we don't do that anymore. Let alone free ourselves of the yolk of societal and familial expectations. To be true to ourselves. Not hold ourselves back.

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