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0 THE FOOL
Choice: Adventure, potential, divine foolishness
XX. JUDGEMENT
Chorus of ourselves singing our sins to the black sun. We are aware of our transgressions and seek inner absolution. To stand and face the dawn of our new convictions in feathered cloaks and hats of resolution. We are transformed. Joy threads our voices as the one lone star of our rebirth shines forth. We are jubilation, we are cleansed, we will go forth and wrestle windmills and prevail. To stand committed, to leave a footprint in the sands of our mortality. It is the deep call of the soul for the stars and for the light.
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