illness confounds,
it's not an easy rain
to go through, every
thing gets wet,
everything gets
heavy, and a foot
away is sunshine,
but you can't get
there, not yet. it
has to rain some
more, and more, and
there is the possibilty
that you may drown.
there is hope,
there is prayer, there
are doctors who wave
their wands, but
nothing quite quells
the fear, until it
stops, and you're
dry again, out from
under the weather,
with your feet
on the ground,
at least for now.
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