I am as free as a soaring eagle for a moment. My wings are so long they shade where I fly. As free as I might be, I have restrictions as to how far I can fly. Just once I am having most fun I am pulled down to reality by a string.
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I am the wisest story teller. I dance across the pages of history. I leave my mark on my stories. A scratch on ene corner of the world a blot on the other. Yet no one recognizes me for my stories.
They don't give me the credit. Who is this non-credited story teller?
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