Unknown atmosphere, Sun in room

Let me see, how special this place can be. Everyone walks here, and a trace all they leave. Where to walk is I, there are no footsteps. Nobody knows the laws, Nobody knows my face. I know place doesn't exist, half of not rotten piece. Let’s admire a mountain or a beach. Somewhere nothing can touch me, not even the ground under the feet. Not even the surrounding wind. A swimming plane, a flying ship. I ask to go there, just staying where I am. Sun in room. You don't need to like it.

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