I come to speak.
Not from a physical place but from the clouds and the winds. Though my physical form is weary, for a time I am not here. I appear before man for purpose not gain. To take gain would mean losing my hidden home. To bring my being from realms unseen To again be cloaked in human flesh Is a suffering worth enduring.
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