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Battling Severe Depression. |
| What is this demon calling to me from the dark recesses of my mind? It holds me in ransom. Its voice burns a seed of distortion. I am caught in a holy war of good and evil. The lobes of my brain are strapped by invisible chains. There on the cerebral altar lies a dagger of cerebral robustness; It is mine if I wish. At the moment, I have yet to grasp the blade to slay this demon calling to me from the dark recesses of my mind. What is this demon calling to me from the dark recesses of my mind? |