Another Description Of Depression
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Shalom Freedman
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The days go by
When there is nothing to do in them
And time stretches like a threat emptily ahead
Nowhere is there relief
And neither is there desire to live
One is lost in something one does not understand
One is lost
The days go by
The nights cry and cry
And nothing smiles and shines
For there is no way out of one's own worthlessness and nothingness
And there is no end and will be no end to one's self-pity and self- contempt
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