"My child, do you also bear signs of Hiroshima? Does your mother again, after all these years, have to turn a blind eye, much like Iustitia, goddess of justice? Turn a blind eye to the reality of unfortunate fate -- war.
Your mother, child, has never heard the explosion of the bomb, she never felt the blinding light of atoms splitting -- splitting lives; she was born later. But born with severe burns, just like you. And why turn a blind eye? Why do as Iustitia did? Perhaps because in the world of unequal people, the only ones to see equally are those who don't see anything at all."
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