I was once immersed in darkness, and the ghosts in my ears were begging for help, crying, and clamoring to drag me into the swamp. I was covered in mud, but I still believed that one day light would shine through this dark cloud-shrouded sky and pour down like a waterfall. Look, one day I will stand under the scorching sun, no longer cover up, and smile wildly.
PS: The text is in third person
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