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Dear Depression,
I am quiet and quite emotional, many used to say I was really antisocial. I have limped, kicked and crawled from the at school threats, nobody knows my darkest secrets.  
The light grows dim; Darkness surrounds me. I gasp for breath. This desperate feeling overwhelms me.
It’s your birthday Again And this year, I won’t wish you a happy one Because you never made me happy Because I know it’s time to sever the tie You can no longer be my lifejacket
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