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Invisible

The pain increases every day bit by bit, I have no say I do what I can to ease it all but it’s been a real long-haul from cramping feet to head in a vice swollen fingers, no paradise aching hips, joints all stiff inner workings gone skew-whiff pins & needles, exhaustion too I get no help, so I push through muscles ache, it’s hard to heal feel like perhaps I got a raw deal Insomnia, brain fog, twitches & more just some of the symptoms I endure no two days are ever the same Its wretched Fibro’s twisted game The invisible illness no one sees a chronic condition considered a disease widespread pain & yet I smile but some days wish I could turn down the dial.

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