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Can one measure life

In the simple deeds we perform

Can one measure life

In waking up each day

Can one determine

What life is worth

When depression strikes

And one begins to

Contemplate suicide

And so we measure life

In each step we take

To the end with relief to find

Depression strikes

And we know longer contemplate

Suicide

And so I take my leave

Speak me live

With the last breath I breathe

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