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chrysalis
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sab
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The pupa state of certain insects, esp. of moths or butterflies, from which the perfect insect emerges.
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stork daddy
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not half as cool as crystalis
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oldephebe
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C.H.R.Y.S.A.L.I.S. - cadre of genious super villians headed by some harvard mba type guy..arch nemesis of the secretly funded gov't group whose madcap foilbles and scientific serendipities all at the nefarious behest of UNKA SAM - created THE INVISIBLE MAN - began june 2000 canceled Feb 2002... sci-fi channel..chysalis..i think it was the first time i'd encountered that word outside of yeah pupa state..that and of course stan lee's brilliant story boarding in marvel comics (and no i haven't read those things since jr. high school, well for the most part)..and yeah maybe some poly-sci essay about the labor movement and uh..stuff..
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Piso Mojado
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excellent ray bradbury short story
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pete
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a nintendo entertainment system (the original) game .. beautiful i must say.
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jimmy
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oh the hours i spent enthralled by this game
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bandersnatch
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bad-ass game is it just me, or is link to the past just a ripoff of chrysalis (not to say its no fun)?
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Book of Counted Sorrows
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To be reborn to be someone new, is this a dream or is it true? Breakthrough the chrysalis and fly. depart the earth and kiss the sky...
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unhinged
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i gather it all up around me at night wisps of smiles small feather-like memories brushing my cheeks gathering me in i wrap myself up to stop anymore from falling out waiting for the day that i am reborn beautiful stiffled in a cocoon of wisps holding hope in keeping light out
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Wrapped in threads of silk I can see you within by a warm light Now and then I tap gently to see you stir and so you know I still am The world still is You still are anticipated to awaken And not hurt any longer
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folklore
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The Cocoon A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. And we could never fly.
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tourist
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A Perfect Argument For An Observers Life Style. So Often To Wait Is The Way To Understanding. But That's Just Me.
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three words
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chrysalis simple_yet_special catalyzation
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