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Names have power.
From my first breath,
I was called:
Season's beginning,
Gatekeeper of purity,
Goddess of the moon and hunt,
My love,
Great mountain—
With such destinies contained in mere letters,
Such visions shaped and formed in words,
Such histories flowing through my veins,
Who would I become?

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