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"Everything's the same thing with a different name."
          	
          	perhaps, I am the rain
          	a cloud couldn't contain any longer—
          	the firmament's tears,
          	just bearing another term to be called—
          	I've got no choice
          	but to fall and stream down,
          	for I became too hard to bear
          	
          	or maybe I am an ocean—
          	a vessel consists of tears
          	that I still didn't know
          	how to release and let go;
          	and if a person gets close to me,
          	I might embrace them with my waves
          	out of excitement,
          	that I might have them drowned eventually
          	
          	perhaps,
          	I am a moon, bearing a different name—
          	alone, in the midst of this darkness,
          	but have learnt to shine despite the obscurity
          	
          	or even a part of a constellation,
          	that's what I am—
          	walking in this planet,
          	I'm a star still searching for that connection
          	to finally see where I really belong
          	
          	I am the sadness,
          	but I can also be the laughter;
          	the grief,
          	but also the smiles on the lips
          	
          	is this the reason
          	why we sometimes feel lost,
          	and want to look for ourselves?
          	for we are everything
          	in these containers,
          	and that we are clueless
          	what's our real identity,
          	that we somehow feel
          	we've lost our soul,
          	and there's a need for us
          	to search for it
          	
          	who are we?
          	we don't even know,
          	there's more to unfold and discover—
          	all the high and lows
          	
          	but what we need is to be prepared
          	as to who we are about to see
          	at the very end of this journey