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“The Force is all around us," she said. " You don't have to be sensitive to it to attract it, to be part of it. We're all part of it. Some people are just...well, think of it like a butterfly landing on you. That doesn't mean you're a flower. It just means you smell sweet. It's a good thing.”

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Black Spire

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