I have this weird feeling that something is calling me. I feel it whispering to my ears and seducing my body. The sweet voice is making me dizzy with its wonderful promises. Telling me to come slowly and not glancing back. Hustling me down the lane and not slowing for me to take my breath. Panting all the way up the hills and still wanting for more. Grasping the layers of the sky and letting go of all the inhibitions. Slipping down many slopes and pushing myself up again, this is the way to do it. It is my destiny. I was born to strive for glory. I make who I am. I am what matters. I am gifted with capable hands. And with my hands I will rock the world. I will mark my place. I will find me. Climax.
I haven't stop searching.
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