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| Photo courtesy of Sharena Williams Photography |
I resist the pull of reality as the forces lift me higher. I desire to remain unrestrained, unfettered from the bonds which control my life. Yet I am weak, unworthy of the majesty which flows around me. I am but a humble man, unable to sore higher, unable to grasp that which lies just beyond my reach. And thus I am inexorably pulled lower and lower. My descent uncontrolled, I brace for that which will come, and I cast out my prayers just before the impact which will send me into oblivion.
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