Souring high in a world without air, I let my wings wide like on a sloppy breeze...
I pluck baskets of apple from a fruitless tree and cut down a big timber with a blunt axe...
I walk faster with my leg held down and hop higher with my shoulder bound...
Still unstoppable...
In the midst of cloudy impossibilities and and unencouraging personalities.... I stand tall without limitation and grow fat without boundaries...
I am who I am...
To be continued..
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