In a moment of clarity , there arrived a morsel of inspiration - as the fog lifted from the mountains, it struck me that there could be a narrative which would give form to the amorphous, shifting thing that is MORPH.
It is a story that has been told before, as ancient as the mountains that have given clarity to my thoughts, now all I need to do is unearth it from the myriad things that occupy my grey matter...
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