I soar. I glide. I fall. I trip. I pick myself up and try again, and again, and again - ad infinitum.
Out there, above the heaviness, I see gleaming connections, threading a weave from heart to heart.
I see life's tapestry, resplendent in radiant patterns of shadow and light.
It's a design no one truly defines. Attempting definition may diminish its splendor.
I'll try anyway. I'll do it for myself alone.
I'll continue the dream.
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