Who am I?
You ask me, who am I?
I am the ocean, swaying and shifting all that is around me.
I am the land, the hard foundation that I've built upon.
I am fire and ice, the fiery passion and the stolid resolute.
I am an animal, seeking to survive and thrive, ferociously defending what's dear to me.
I am a plant, an observer and contemplator to what little things are around me.
I am emotion, raw and unfiltered, not held back by what's around me.
I am an unstoppable force and an immovable object, not stopping or being stopped by anything but myself.
Now you ask me, who am I?
I am a god of my own world, creating, shaping, and destroying my destiny.
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