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Apr 2014
Im sick to my stomach.
my heart racing and not in the good way.
The panic ensues again.
I was getting so much better before
then moments like this hit and
I am drained.
but I'm okay despite the sickness
because like all things it will fade
my heart rate will return to normal and
it will be a brand new day,
a day of hope and dreams.
so for now I will breathe and dance in the rain of the storm
before basking in the sun that is to come.
Written by
cora
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   ryn, Mary and Stefan Valicia
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