A Delicate Equilibrium
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l
a
n
c
i
n
g
on
the top
point of
a pyramid
so high, one
must keep his
or her delicate
equilibrium in the
raging gust of wind
defying it yet trying
not to squat, bend or
fidget, one must always
maintain composure, if the
wind tips the balance...timber!
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