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Oct 2017
Illness.
Disease.
They walk in your life
with no remorse.
No mercy.
You become familiar with the feeling
The feeling of things inside you
Things you patiently await to be removed.
You didn't notice them before,
But now you know
And they torture you from the inside out.
jimmer
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