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Sometimes I think about Agnes Montague.

I’ll realize that we never got her story from her. We got stories about her from the people around her. We never actually got to know who she was or at least who she thought she was. We never got to know her through her own lens, only the lens of others. She was known a messiah to those around her but did she see herself as one? We’ll never know.

Yeah, sometimes I think about her.