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A Magical Moment of a Hidden Sickness

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I am sick. I am not talking about the kind of sick that you are able to get over. My sickness is chronic. Though I take medicine twice daily, I will never be healed. Then again, I don’t know that I want to be. The construction of my mind is terribly important to who I […]

poetic words thought in the struggle

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    frances   the deepness of the moment the pain rolled down my cheek you can’t live forever right now we can’t speak from the darkness I cry out your voice is like light something seems closer than ever in the gap I hear something death and life are close     the hand […]

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