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White bird, featherless, flying out of paradise. Flying over sea and land. Dying in my hand.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
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