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Depression is a storm. Threatening black clouds move ever so slowly across gray skies. It's cold, almost freezing. Darkness swallows all though, leaving a feeling of powerlessness. It's a weakening sense of helplessness. It begins to thunder, and then rain. A rain of tears so strong that it devours the soul and strips the sanity. The wind begins to blow, winds of one hundred miles per hour. Ripping apart love and memories, leaving a void of nothingness. The storm is too strong to battle. The rain will not cease. It continues to wage a war on the heart, an unending, unforgiving war. The wind ...Read the full of Untitled