In the depths of your mind, where shadows reside,
A voice whispers doubt, with nowhere to hide.
Depression's a monster, a weight on your chest,
A longing for solace, a moment of rest.
The future seems hopeless, a relentless refrain,
"You're lost in the darkness, there's nothing to gain."
But wait, through the struggle, a beacon appears,
Three digits of hope, dispelling...
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