Only a Year
Only a year has passed.
A year ago, I climbed stairs with ease.
I walked through the city without fear of being stared at.
I laid down my head, expecting sleep to follow.
I combed my hair without consequence.
I breathed without pain.
I cried for petty things.
One year ago, I wasn't sick.
Nowadays, I am.
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