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Jun 2016
My body is failing me
And each time I stand,
I feel like falling
My body is growing weak
Every day that I live
It seems like I'm dying
But I have so much left to give

Sometimes I wonder
if someday I'll collapse
Wither away into nothing
Because I'd have no strength left

Perhaps, I could be better
If I had the money
To help myself
But sense I don't
I'll just suffer in the silence
Only to cry when I'm alone
Katherine Laslie
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Katherine Laslie
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