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feed forward as when we read prologue we know what will be story
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The clouds stretched across the sky and they looked so fake yet somehow they were real. That day, I wasn't feeling anything in particular perhaps, I was having mood swings. The darkness tends to cause some sort of sadness within myself and today there was no sun. No sun, just clouds that stretched all the way to China and back. They made me feel like a little person but I remembered that, <em>it's a small world</em>. Nobody was thinking of me at that moment yet I wasn't thinking about anyone either. I felt common, not rare, just common. It seemed that nothing I could do would ever make a change in this world we call home. A song was replaying in my head the lyrics waning in crescendo, "Roses are red, violets are blue, my heart is dead, i'm such a fool." What more could I need to feel so lost within my thoughts than being alone with them. I looked up at the roof which extended far, almost too far reminding me of why I chose to live in a mansion. Well, actually I'm not sure why I chose to live in a mansion by myself. As I thought to myself, I only conjured sad thoughts. I felt like crying but only then I would be feeling bad for myself. <em>Rich people aren't supposed to be sad? Not like this aren't they? </em>I wanted to believe that, be like them, everybody else but it was something that I couldn't be. Rich was just a word but It can't describe how I felt. It just described who I was in an aspect of wealth. All alone, I sat in my chair rocking back and forth looking through the isolated and strangely large circular window. Clouds among clouds among more clouds stretching a seemingly endless route. I wish I was up there so I could feel the weightlessness that I so longlessly dreamed about. The weightlessness that brought no sadness, stress, or struggles. Down here I was merely a weight on the world, being of no use to anyone or anything, maybe even a diamond in the rough but if my uniqueness showed then maybe I would actually have potential. Still, that sounded very unlikely. I couldn't honor my myself but the weightlessness of the clouds could. Above those clouds only then would I see the sun once again. How happy would I be? Eternally happy. Only the clouds could make me happy because they looked so fake yet they were real<em> just like myself. </em>
The answer is B.
an adjective is used to describe or modify a noun or verb.Warmly Thanked is an example of this. The woman was Thanked warmly.
Hamilton and Washington were already close to one another so it makes sense that washington gave hamilton the attention he did. more than anything hamilton's views were prized by washington he very well may have been the most socially liberal and economically liberal man of his time, jefferson stood to counter this with ultra-conservative views and policies. the idea was for there to be a sort of balancing act with the cabinet and it worked out quite well for washington and the united states.
<span>This last line is a brain teaser.Sleeping like a rock is usually a good thing. Right? But sleeping like a dead man is a pretty dark image to associate with sleeping like a rock.It's not like we'd expect a blues-man to sleep like a baby.<span>He said he wanted to die in the song, but this seems different. Maybe he is like a dead man, because he rests in peace.</span></span><span />
