We will never shed our skin. Eventually all thats left of winning is the distance from it, and thats when it starts to turn sad and hollow. Its too grim. Winning belongs to the gods. Winning cant cure this.
They will never shed their skin. Eventually all says concluded with the word "winning".
( z0 multi-sentence :snt ( z1 shed :ARG0 ( z2 they :part ( z3 skin ) ) :ARG1 z3 :polarity - :time ( z4 ever ) ) :snt ( z5 conclude :ARG1 ( z6 say :mod ( z7 all ) ) :ARG2 ( z8 word :ARG1 ( z9 win ) ) :time ( z10 eventual ) ) )
(z0 / multi-sentence
    :snt1 (z1 / shed-01
              :ARG0 (z2 / they
                        :part (z3 / skin))
              :ARG1 z3
              :polarity -
              :time (z4 / ever))
    :snt2 (z5 / conclude-02
              :ARG1 (z6 / say-01
                        :mod (z7 / all))
              :ARG2 (z8 / word-01
                        :ARG1 (z9 / win-01))
              :time (z10 / eventual)))
They will never shed their skin . Eventually all says concluded with the word " winning " .
z1 :polarity 0
z1 :time z4
z1 :ARG0 z2
z1 :ARG1 z3
z2 :part z3
z0 :snt1 z1
z6 :mod z7
z5 :ARG1 z6
z5 :time z10
z0 :snt2 z5
z5 :ARG2 z8
z8 :ARG1 z9