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The sky is dark, the wind is strong.
The rain is coming, as a storm.

People always leave, by choice or by death.

Anguish and silence,
Don't resort to violence.
Drama after drama,
Like a never ending cycle.

Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad?
Alice: I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are.

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The sky darkens and the raindrops fall.
And as a gust of wind blows against your cold and shivering body,
Droplets trickle down your cheeks.
Is it tears, or is it rain?

Night falls and darkness takes over.
Gaze upon the sky and see the stars and dispersed clouds.
Another day, another night,
What we have left of are the rest of the days of our lives.