I soar, soar above all of you, lowly dwellers of the earth, I confess that my soul is black and heavy. So leaden is my heart, yet it does not weigh me down insufferbly yet. Each knock and disappointment adds an ounce to the weight of my heart. It is my soul that is dark not yours yet and I soar above you. Darkness can fly in silence.
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