My Poor Baby
I am so tired constantly.
I awake and go to sleep always feeling very sickly,
and yet I know there is absolutely nothing wrong with me.
My best friend Samara is feeling very poorly,
no doubt from her massive doses of chemotherapy.
I think I'm feeling her pain out of sympathy.
I feel so helpless. My poor baby.
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