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THE MONSTER CALLED DEPRESSION
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Hopelessness is its mother and father
Oblivion is its goal and its prize
Respite fills its thoughts and its longings
The Ruinous Past fills its heart and eyes
You can hold back the Monster of Depression
If you pick up the Sword of Try
And the shield of Just One Thing
And an Effort you can apply
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