Alone I stand, perched high on a hill looking down into the valley below. 

Fenced in, with no room to move and no exit I feel alone.

Although reaching for the sky, alone I stand in this field with no shelter from the wind, rain and snow.  The elements may batter me, but I refuse to fall.  I refuse to succumb.  Alone I will stand and I know that alone I will eventually fall. 

I am alone.

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  1. Wicked good Arthur! Image and words, great.

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