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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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