Greatness is within, within a concept of a world where greatness exists.
Are you hungry like a wolf without a scent
Lonely like a leaf on its great descent
Stuck like a tree that's been forced to bend
Stale like an orange left to putrescence
You can build them if you need. But don't scream behind them when another being sends letters through the holes you made to seek what you needed all along.
— The End —