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Regarding your first mate,
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who pretends to be persons she is not.
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Do tell.
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She is not your daughter.
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You dare to speak thusly of my flesh and blood?
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Sir, the woman is consummate in the art of deception.
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I know.
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As I mostly unwittingly set her on her wicked path.
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Though I cannot claim credit
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for her existing abundance of natural talent.
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Angelica. My beloved daughter,
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the one true good thing I have done in this life,