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I Know Not When

When you see I look just fine, looking like im having fun, it's that Trelegy ellipta, all mine, my life saving, horribly hard-core, expensive friend. Improves quality of life but hastens that final end. It's that daringly dubious double edged sword. There's no purpose in intubation. But I beat him back as best I can, armed with Z-packs and other medication, his staph advances once again. I am armed and ready. I stand at the gate, watching closely, I know his plan to hit me harder to extract that fee, but I know just when to strike, the moment to open that Z. I have to laugh, going home has never been so much fun, i'm certainly not suffering. But he will come like a thief in the night to take me home suddenly. I know not when. "And magnificently we will flow... into the mystic..." (Van Morrison)

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