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Feb 11
Waking from my slumber
Thinking God now had my number
Every machine beeping, attached to these tubes
The rest of my life, now using easy access ****
Used to love reading the paper whilst on the loo
Now manual evacuation, just to do a poo
My skin and my bones now always laid bare
Getting used to this life, in my wheelchair

JJB
John Bartholomew
Written by
John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
(45/M/Cambridge)   
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