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Only in silence the word, only dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky.
Only in silence the word,
only dark the light,
only in dying life:
bright the hawk's flight
on the empty sky.
Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
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