I don't like to stand. I don't like, because I can't stand, not because I don't like.
Standing makes me tired and exhausted.
Almost at once my back starts aching.
Then the pelvis. Then the whole body.
My spine has a small defect.
A latent defect. An imperceptible impairment.
I would like the most to hover, to hang in the air. To be forced neither to lie, nor to sit, nor to stand.
Alas, I can't hover.
I don't know why, but I can't.
What a pity.
I must lie, sit, stand.
What a pity.

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