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I sit here... Undiagnosed. Myriad symptoms that tell a thousand stories. Plethora of aches that divulged where things may have veered off course. Those around offered what they could. I face open palms daily and I recognise them to be gestures of good will and empathy. I accept with only appreciation and gratitude. But the wisest could only provide uncertainty at best. This is me. And I'm undiagnosed.
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May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
Undiagnosed
I sit here... Undiagnosed. Myriad symptoms that tell a thousand stories. Plethora of aches that divulged where things may have veered off course. Those around offered what they could. I face open palms daily and I recognise them to be gestures of good will and empathy. I accept with only appreciation and gratitude. But the wisest could only provide uncertainty at best. This is me. And I'm undiagnosed.
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May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 7:52 AM UTC
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