Free spirit…

In this life, I was designed. I was brought out to be who I am, a rock.
The conditions polished my corners, made me sturdy and resilient. I didn’t have a choice. I am who I am not by choice but by mere coincidence. I was not planed, I just happened. Just as rock in the shore is washed and rounded by the waves, life gave me shape. Without any resistance, I took form, I became who I am.

You, on the contrary, were a free spirit. Life was shaped by you. You led the wind into your lair, and made it water. Condensing its insides, you tricked nature. You looked at life, you smiled. She was done.


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