Shane Koyczan
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If you keep your eye on depression... and back away,
Spacing yourself farther and farther,
But all the while watching depression shrink in the growing distance,
When that tiny speck of sadness vanishes from sight completely,
It's at that precise moment,
Your periphery will catch hands reaching up from behind you to cover your eyes, and you will hear a small voice whisper,
Guess
Who?