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Such confusion.

What is this storm I am trapped in?

Night and day all blending into one

darkness.

Angry winds demanding their dues be met

or suffer the consequences.

Torrents of rain beating down on me

threatening to overtake me

from all sides.

I have to get out

or drown in the damp destruction.

Refrain from your advice!

You who are warm and dry-

I dont want or need it.

I'd sooner die in the coldness

then to simply ask for aid.

And yet-

to die in such a place...

to suffer such unnecessary sadness.

I die. But live.

Die in this miserable storm.

Live in the excitement.

Die in the darkness.

Live in the light in your eyes.

Die all alone.

Live full of love.

In this solemn storm of storms!

I Die Alive.