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I sat feeling the atmosphere, being the atmosphere.
I am the cold winds that brings chills, and the summer's heat which makes you weak.
I am your ground and your sky
I can make you run and sometimes fly.
I can give and can take away
I can make you unhappy on a bright sunny day.
I am the only force to be reckoned with, you might be clever but I can expose your wit.
I can lift you up and put you down
and when I do you better not frown.
I am around you and within
I am the spirit that dwells therein.

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