Then poetic words come, pulling me from under my oppressor, and kiss my forehead.
What is pride?
When the boulder of my emotion pushes up on the soles of my feet confirming my weightlessness higher in the sky
Then poetic words come out of my throat, wearing my voice, and I kiss myself on the forehead.
What is humility?"
-The Madman Laughs at Everything
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