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The space around me gets larger everyday and the wind that sits beyond the mountain is blowing residue of hope in the air and the birds sitting on top of the tree trembles in fear.  

The thistles underneath the bush waits patiently for its prey with elongated stems that stretches across the river bed, the creeping bushes surrounds the edges awaiting for midnight hour to open the door as darkness creeps upon the  buoyant shore.  

The space around me is infinite and when I stand in it my whole body is glued to gravity in the cockpit, with several buttons staring at me; the space become wider and the interior gets darker.  

The pilot has fallen into a sudden coma and the aircraft start to wander off course but the passenger broke in and bought it back on track. I can feel the temperature rising above me and the meteorite falling from the planet above but the movement of the sun stands aloof in midair. 

The earth is dining with the hidden dynasty and poking fun at the old Chinese windmill that sits on top of the hill, it has been there for many years, watching the clouds dancing with the moon, and the ships doing deep water dive. 

 They have a strong army that is void of reality, baked into a computer game. This is the fighting strategy for the two million military that occupy twenty percent of the global space. Computer animation streaming down your back but the bow and the arrow will cause great sorrow. I will take them down until I get the very last crown. 

The space around me is enlarge, it like a submarine floating through the village at nights chasing the sharks on the other side as the water flows calmly beneath the dark.  

The flickering light from the tunnel lights up the place as it circle the tunnels and chase the young lions on the run, it sets up a destination pack  and seal the mouth of the tunnel after  they float to the top.  

There are many things around me and the small space in which I sit is surrounded with mischief  but the particle of hope breaks out of the ground and engulf the entire town. In five minutes Troy was burnt to the ground spilling ashes and dust all around. 

The space around me is swamped !
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