Cat-like. Immaculate. Every gyre a fresh blueprint,
For all made anew. Bursting late spring. In resplendence.
We purify the world through specificity in chaos,
Moving with the grace of a dancer, movement
Precision in motion from which flows fractal, the
Renewal. Expansion. Evoking a world apart,
The husk of what is dead falling away. Shine.
Shine forth.
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