Sweet seizures,
I get them these days,
Come awake,
In a foggy haze...
Just drop to the floor,
Sometimes unaware
Save for bruises
and an overturned chair
Can't drive no more,
Too dangerous,
For sure
Just go on my way
With pain every day
Only Soup and music
Distract my pain
And suddenly,
I'm me again
So thank you,
Dear Soupers,
Such treasured friends,
I hope I amuse you,
Cause it's love that mends
And I get...
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