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Dragons Soar

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Corthos:
Dragons soar...
And my soul goes with them.
My breath catches,
My heart is racing.
Surely, this is joy.
I listen...
And I can hear them sing.
I ride with them,
And I am truly free.
My entire being is alive,
With music and light.
Colors unimaginable,
Enfold me in glowing warmth.
Always, I will be here.
Because dragons soar...
And my soul goes with them.

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