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"The domain of
sound has its limits,"
said the sound magician,
lyre in hand.
"The domain of words has its limits,"
said
the word magician,
sharing
the silence.
"The body also," said the last magician, motionless.
"But there is an intensity in us,
which
is limitless,"
they
added in their hearts.
"I'll tell you
the secret of the gods,"
whispered
a voice from the deep.
"They have just begun to believe in themselves."
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