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“Soon.
The rebirth is coming.
Just wait.”
Waiting forever for rebirth.
Wrapped in silk of old skin.
Suspended in lunar threads.
Eyes closed in patience.
He believes the cocoon is refinement.
He believes the wait is the path.
It is not.
The Cocooned One is the lunar promise of transformation.
He waits for wings.
The wings never come.
One day the silk will harden.
One day the wait will end in stone.
Until then he hangs.
Sealed form. No further transmutation.
The Cocooned One is the hope made physical.
He wrapped himself in promises of change.
He believed waiting was wisdom.
He is the tragedy of patience without refusal.
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