adolescent depression

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There are many things in life that don’t make sense. Why are we here? What is our purpose? How were we created? I wish I knew.
Clockwork   It moves in slowly Tick-tock   Never ending circle
  The greater the struggle, the greater the hope, the greater the story. The greater the struggle, the greater the hope, the greater the glory.   For better or for worse, till death due us part from this planet,
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