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Spread your wings, crackling with life, billowing in their own wind. Remember them, remember the starlight and the ocean's beckoning song. You are more than your hands and feet, more than the limits of culture and dogma and materialism and time and decay, these illusions, these wisps of nothing that have become everything. You are of the stars. You are of the earth. You are the wind, the ocean, the whispering trees and the black velvet of the night sky, the cleansing silver cascade of moonlight. You are the trembling bones of the earth, the shifting and folding and twisting subterranean dance, veiled in ancient dust and ancient tales, memory reviving. Touch the universe, and remember who you are.
Spread your wings, crackling with life, billowing in their own wind. Remember them, remember the starlight and the ocean's beckoning song. You are more than your hands and feet, more than the limits of culture and dogma and materialism and time and decay, these illusions, these wisps of nothing that have become everything. You are of the stars. You are of the earth. You are the wind, the ocean, the whispering trees and the black velvet of the night sky, the cleansing silver cascade of moonlight. You are the trembling bones of the earth, the shifting and folding and twisting subterranean dance, veiled in ancient dust and ancient tales, memory reviving. Touch the universe, and remember who you are.
