"I sometimes feel like I've been thrown out of a window...I'm high because I'm above the rest, and fly because I'm among the best...the rush of the win is as refreshing as the gusts of the wind...the solitude is pleasing, and the altitude can be freezing, but that's only when the pen and tongue stop emitting that heat...but one can only wonder when I'll touch the ground; where will I land, what will be found?"
-A. Lewis
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