I cling to the last wisps of hope, a fragile flame that flickers in the darkness. Please, a gentle rain to soothe my parched soul, washing away the desperation that drowns me.
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Give me strength to weather this tempest, to find solace in the quiet moments when the world is still.
Give me strength to weather this tempest, to find solace in the quiet moments when the world is still. Help me grasp for the hand that reaches from the shadows, to guide me forward through uncertainty. Hold me close in this maelstrom, a lifeline in the turbulent depths.
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