When I look at my life.
I feel cold.
I see darkness ahead of me.
I feel as if heavy rain is falling on me.
The wind is constantly ruining whatever I make.
When leaves fall from the trees.
So do I; I become quite powerless.
My days are always dark and dreary.
My thoughts are not working properly.
My intellect appears to be fatigued.
I want to stand still.
I'm looking for a way to live peacefully.
I think the heavy clouds will move.
The sun will shine its light upon me.
My fate will manifest under the sun's rays.
And I'll rejoice forever.
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