There is a legent about a bird which sings
just once in its life, more sweetly than any
other creature of the face of the earth.
From the moment it leaves the nest it
searches for a thorn tree, and does not
rest until it has found one. Then, singing
among the savage branches, it impales itself
upon the longest, sharpest spine. And,
dying, it rises above
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