In the realm of silence, where whispers intertwine,

The goddess muses to herself, a voice so divine.

"Oh, the weariness of eternal days, stretching afar,

With boundless might, yet no mysteries to spar.

A mortal vessel I shall weave, a clone so rare,

A newborn soul with knowledge, but unaware."

"With a gentle touch of my celestial grace,

I breathe life into this form, a mortal's embrace.

Into the wilderness, I cast this soul adrift,

To wander in solitude, through shadows to sift."

"Amidst the forest's depths, where secrets softly speak,

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This clone shall find its path, its purpose to seek.

In trials of survival, it shall learn and grow,

Unraveling the enigmas life's currents bestow."

"Veiled in mystic veils, this creature wanders alone,

Lost in the vast unknown, where its true self is sown.

Yet within, a flicker of my essence does reside,

A subtle thread, connecting destinies side by side."

"Thus, I release this clone into the realm untamed,

To embrace solitude, where fear and strength are framed.

May it unravel existence's tapestry with its might,

For within creation's game, a star shall ignite."

The goddess's murmurs fade into the ether's embrace,

Leaving behind a tale adorned with enigma and grace.

And the mortal clone, with fragmentary knowledge as its guide,

Embarks on a journey, destined to shine from deep inside.

In the realm of duality, where perspectives intertwine,

The goddess's essence splits, an intricate design.

One soul, two personalities, different yet the same,

A dance of light and shadow, in life's eternal game.

The clone awakens, a vessel of mortal flesh,

Unaware of its origins, it begins to thresh

Through the wilderness, it wanders and roams,

Seeking meaning in the echoes of ancient tomes.

One personality, innocent and pure,

Nurtured by life's experiences, it will endure.

The other, a flicker of the divine,

Guiding from within, a sacred sign.

Through trials and tribulations, the clone shall grow,

Unraveling the mysteries only the soul can know.

In the depth of solitude, it will find its own way,

Blending the mortal and divine, night and day.

Two perspectives intertwined, like threads in a loom,

Weaving a tapestry of existence, in the midst of gloom.

For within this enigmatic dance, a star shall ignite,

As the goddess's essence finds its purpose, burning bright.