I once found a phoenixcharred in its own ashes. Ibrought it home withme, wept through the night,and then tossed it tothe wind--its brittle bodydispersing all about.This thing withouta name and deep withinme--how it truly believesthat if something is meantto take flight, then itmust one way or another.
-J. Andrew Schrecker
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