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pondering
The days and nights seem to be nothing but gloom
I am frightened to know I must face my doom
Do I have the courage to stand up for what's right
Must I say I give up without a fight
This depression goes on as each day flies by
All I do is sit in my room and just sigh
Tomorrow will be another day to serve the pain
Now blessed be, bring on the rain
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