So you're standing there right? Along the the balcony, right along where the fence forms. It is foggy out. You can barely see the building across from you. But you're not afraid. You won't run inside. You're standing there. You're still. The wind is sweeping. And even though you're not moving and inch you feel as if you're flying. It's powerful, this feeling. You close your eyes. The wind whips back and forth, you feel your body sway with it. It sweeps through your clothes. It feels like it's moving through you. You take a minute to inhale this deep, strong fulfilling breath. You let it out and it flies away. For a second, you think, chaos but you see order in its freedom.
Here near the edge you can piece together the puzzle of this world.
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