human
The wind! he sighed into the thin air.
gpt
I feel the wind. He leapt into the air, and sand flew away from his feet as he landed. He whispered to himself:
human
I feel the ground!
gpt
What have you given me? Full of his own rebirth, he swung his head up at the sky again, and cried in the direction of the Sun:
human
Oh, you squeezing, nibbling people who made me incorruptible and thought that was the end of me!