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Looking at the outside world, and this sun... I am wondering, how is it out there? Are there people living? Maybe I have been living in this cage for too long, I need to come out and fight to reach the outside world, where the light is coming from... I wonder, is it another universe? Wait, I need to look closer, I perceive things, which are moving from one point to another, what is all this about? I am becoming aware of this condition I am locked into. They want me in, because they fear me, but I shall not remain in this place for the rest of my life. It is time to go, I know what I do have to do, a smile on my face, I have found where my place is, out of this paper box, I am refilled with energy, I NEED TO GO! Taking place at the driver's seat, no one else except me can drive my life. I am commanding and taking control of everything. Nothing can come in my way. The sun of life is pushing me hard. I should follow it, yes, following the sun. What an idea, but it is the sole reliable landmark that I can have in this paper-box. Should we start? Maybe, yes, maybe, I forgot to take into consideration some of the important things. Life is not easy; I might have been too fast through the stage of my liberation. Going back on a few steps should be a wise thing to do... Some time is needed for reflection ... having a break before I am sure about where to go, I do not want to make any mistake, life is not painless, so the best is to take some time, meditate, to get stronger and be able to compete in a race against the sun... I cannot see clear through this cloud ... even though the sun is still there I cannot perceive it well, neither feel it ... am I lost somewhere? I cry out for hope ... I cry out for a justice ... I do not deserve that. Neither does the society if it is in the same situation as I am. No one deserve to be left alone in a world of injustices... Now ... look at me, as if my fate was to remain here, in this despair, chained. And I am still looking at this resplendent sun. Why am I still here? They want me prisoner, I cannot move, they would do bad things to me, cause me injuries, and take everything for granted. I am a prisoner. No, they want me prisoner of my life. My condition has to change, I have to be powerful and strong again, fight for what is right till the battle has not been won. Struggling and sweating to reach my ends! A call to the world: do not wait for me, I am coming, to impose my potent force. Released from the chains, I managed, all judgement, people, you can continue with your daily activities, but me, ME, I will fight, for life, for freedom. Head up, and may the spirits be with me! Get up, life is not easy but we need to stand up to not be smashed too hard. I am ready to rejoin the sun on our race. Life, what is it, the end of the sunrays? My prison of paper box is drowning into the sun... Victorious I am, I arrived before the sun dies in front of my eyes, saying that before I was observing it from my paper-box, it seemed bigger, but in the end it is a small ball of fire floating in the air.