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Dec 2012
He wanders you know,
He doesn't know where to go.
Aimless fights gravity as he treads around,
Trying to get off the ground.

On day he found a staircase,
He fought it way to top.
Fighting the very force that protects him,
From leaving his Mother Earth.

Reached the top to find a rope,
The battle began again.
Fighting all he knew,
He pushed himself from the land.

Made it to the clouds,
And as he caught his breath,
His shadow grabbed his leg,
Brought him down with a rip.

Back in his place,
Back at his home.
The man cried uncontrollably,
And slowly died alone.
Serves him right.
Wuji
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