I am feeble, everything else is solid and dense like black holes in space the size of golf balls, even the air thick and heavy and crushing my spirit and body like invisible mud. Sparrows as marble ballbearings from tractors hurtle around like big atoms, if I drop crumbs at my feet they may well break my legs or leave an egg splatter face behind in creamy turbulance.
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