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Depression, a bottomless hole,
reaches deep within the soul.
A hopeless feeling,
of constant weeping.
An endless battle,
wrapped in shackles.
Voiceless screams,
bursting at the seams.
Depressions gremlin,
feeds within.
A shadowy puppeteer,
stealing joy, with every tear.
Under this gremlins spell,
Can feel like hell.
But with resiliences potion,
The gremlins grip becomes broken.
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