HERE I CRY FOR HELP, IN THE VAST SEAS OF HUMILIATION AND FRUSTRATION. WHY MUST I SET MY EYES UPON THIS MESS OF A WORLD? WHAT IS IT THAT WE LIVE IN? NEITHER HEAVEN OR HELL, YET A DISASTROUS PLACE. I FEEL MYSELF DROWNING SLOWLY, MY FINGERTIPS GRAZE THE TASTE OF FREEDOM, BUT I CANNOT REACH OUT FAR ENOUGH. I AM A CAGED BIRD, MY WINGS HAVE BEEN CLIPPED BRAINWASHED BY THIS SOCIETY, AND MY SKIN HAS BEEN PEELED BY THE RUINS OF WHAT WE CALL INDEPENDENCE. HOW CAN I BE INDEPENDENT WHEN EVERYONE AROUND IS CONSTANTLY SCREAMING? THERE IS NO PEACE, THERE IS ONLY SILENCE. SILENCE OF WHICH PEOPLE PLEAD TO BE RESCUED, SAVED. WHAT COULD I POSSIBLY DO TO ESCAPE?
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