Hmmm...who am I? I am you, I am that primitive life form crawling out of the primeval oceans, crawling, slithering, hopping, jumping, walking...running...forward. I am you.
I feel the winds, The winds of change. They tell me, That I will fade away. I will turn to dust, And I will be blown away, Like mist in the morning breeze.
Nice. I know I'll blow away one day , but right now, I feel invincible!
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