I stand tall and upright, survey the sky from an elevated position.

When the wind sweeps and the rain batters, I would not fall down.

Rainfall makes me sour but not moist.

I am a lonely wolf moaning in the midnight.

I live in the school jungle with grassy and minty smells.

I love myself.

Unique but not the only one.

I am one stone column standing and never falling behind.