as the color
comes back, and
the mood improves
and they take you
off life support
and you actually joke
about something in
your old sarcastic
way, and you shake
your head in dismay
at what the paper
says, or the news reports,
and you begin to
think about food,
chocolate in particular
and things that
are heavy and filling,
and you find that
sleep is once more
a wonderful thing,
and you turn your
head when the sound
of high heels clicking
against the floor
go by, well
it all adds up. you'll
live this time.
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