in three months you'll be
fine,
the therapist says,
you can almost see the clearing
in the woods now,
she says.
you're almost there.
keep going, keep walking.
in fact,
skip and sing along
the way.
it's not exactly a yellow
brick road,
but so what,
you know there
is no emerald city,
no wizard, no witches
or flying monkey, but what
lies beyond
is even better, it's called
reality.
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts. I really appreciate
your efforts and I am waiting for your further write
ups thanks once again.
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