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How could we forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that turn into princesses at the last moment; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us just once as beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrifying is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants help from us.
Letters to a Young Poet
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