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I am on so many medications that it took my husband forty-five minutes to sort them out and put them into four hour intervals for me. I think I dropped four and added five, then we added two and dropped seven. I am running in circles around myself, trying for my body to get well.

Imagination On Hold

Imagination on hold
Just breathing
Killing pain is enough
Languishing
Mentally aware 
No where near ready
Oppressive 
Painkillers
Quietly
Respectively
Self serving
The
You
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October 16, 2019 at 11:51 AM
OMG, Caren, I am praying for your return to health/normalcy. Healing wings, Gershon
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