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I am somebody, not just an anybody, definitely not a nobody, but somebody. I am someone, the only one like me. It is sad how sometimes others can't see that I am not just a body, a brain, a soul but all three. I am somebody.
A measure of solid. A movable object. All that is around me has mass. The throng of people. The immovable objects that are now behind me. The massive objects that no longer hold weight.
They say anything is possible, only if you believe.
It is not impossible to defy the boundaries of possibilities.
It is not impossible to reason beyond reason.
It is not impossible to reach beyond what is considered truth.
Walls are those structures that imprison, hold you in. Imagine a world without walls, Imagine the freedom to see the breadth, the height, and the vastness of humanity and breathe. A world without walls. A free exchange. Freedom at its finest.