Falling sick is never easy
Broken body
Aching and smelling of exhaustion
No sleep or rest for these tired eyes
The fire inside my throat
Burns volcanoes ready to erupt
But I am fortunate
I have time
Time, safety, care
To heal
To recover
To find strength
And that's a luxury
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