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    The poem describes the complexities of being alive through intimate relationships that can both hurt and help. To truly feel alive, one needs someone who cares too much, knows them too well, challenges and supports them, and prevents them from being alone which the poem suggests is not truly living. Intimate connections are what make one aware of being alive despite the pain they may sometimes cause.

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    The poem describes the complexities of being alive through intimate relationships that can both hurt and help. To truly feel alive, one needs someone who cares too much, knows them too well, challenges and supports them, and prevents them from being alone which the poem suggests is not truly living. Intimate connections are what make one aware of being alive despite the pain they may sometimes cause.

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    Being Alive

    Someone to hold me too close.

    Someone to hurt me too deep.

    Someone to sit in my chair,

    And ruin my sleep,

    And make me aware,

    Of being alive.

    Being alive.

    Somebody need me too much.

    Somebody know me too well.

    Somebody pull me up short,

    And put me through hell,

    And give me support,

    For being alive.

    Make me alive.

    Make me alive.

    Make me confused.

    Mock me with praise.

    Let me be used.

    Vary my days.

    But alone,

    Is alone,

    Not alive

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