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Saturday, February 16, 2008


He had to try many times
just to find
my pulse,
squinting at my arm
and concentrating hard
on the tiny needle that
bounced up and down.
There was a whispered comment
beneath his breath,
meant to put me at ease-
“Your heart is so weak,
it would take me seven days
to finally hear a beat.”
I faked a smile,
and took his words
to heart.

I have a mystery illness...

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