Mystery Illness
For a while I will dream of that horrible possibility.
For a while, I will imagine a future of learning to survive.
As dreadful as it sounds-
At least I can have that piece of knowledge to cling to.
For now, there is no reason for resolve.
For now, my strength is useless.
As those horrible possibilities are fluttering overhead.
So that I can live another day, unaware.
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