I Am

I am not a numberYou cannot quantify meMy worthBy a number less than 4Or greater than 200  You cannot apply your labelsAnd your boxesYou cannot make my world black and whiteOr make me exist In 2 dimensional space I am a goddessAn ethereal beingGreater than all of your expectationsI transcend this earth and all of itsBoundaries LimitsRestrictions I am a howling stormA roaring waveA screaming windAnd I cannot be Controlled 

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Our world
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