I am that voice that cries from the wilderness of thought,
I am he that was stripped off his weaknesses, nakedly I walked into my full potentials.
I am he whose tortured veins were burst opened by creativity,
I am he that feeds the mind of people with the riches of his words cos ideas are the food my astute mind produce.
I am engineer kay,
An hyperopic dwarf that chooses to sit on the shoulder of giants.
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