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I try so very hard to understand.


Why me?

Then why not me?

So confused.

I must do better.

You see, the last three weeks my health has bothered me.

Why try to move when it hurts so bad?

I have to get better.

For me.

I don't have you anymore.

Only me.

I'll take my meds and sleep longer.

Maybe when I wake.

I'm sorry I am rambling.

I'll fight some other time.

Written by maryruth
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