Pinnacle Depths

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I’ve thought about.googled the terms. Is that cheating? But I feel stretched for time. Physically stretch as well if I’m truthful. Like a measuring tape. Skinny. It have to be. Skinny. This stretch from the pinnacle of pinnacles to the recessive of depts, freezing finger tips to blazing hot toes. A stretch of mind to a ribbon of time, winding whirling wind reaching heaven from hell, best direction. Slide the string ride to hell, worst direction. Get me off this roller coaster. My imagination winds away from pillar to post. Stop. Roll it up. Roll it in like a tap measure zip. Put it away for another day.