I see the whirlpool that my life has become and no matter how hard I paddle I just keep getting drawn deeper and deeper into the swirling waters. As I crest each wave of the swirling waters I can see the multitude still a head. Looking for a life line and only grasping ghosts of shadows. I know there is an end and a calm beach a head if only I can survive this struggle.
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