This many years, I have rifted thru life. Many a friends I have met. Some thought I am exceptional at skills. Some said I am severely talented. Some expressed, I am not good at what I undertook. Some advised me alternatives to follow.
The mix of impressions I procured, too precious- all of them I must admit. I moveth on and impressions showed me the way. Of the castle of life I am weaving, I use high, low, evens, odds, to build what I have dreamt of.
One day I am sure, I will get to thank each one that gifted with something precious.
Let space and dimensions slowly pave the way to me.
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