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The mind rushes To analyze What future looms I bide my time. As I await. The body tremors Inside and out Fatigued, it yells The pain, it shouts. As I await. The eye stabs Vision blurry Migraines laugh To watch me worry. As I await. The muscles dance To tunes unknown Lightning strikes The weary bone. As I await. Memory fails Words escape The mind still fights As I await. As I await. Heart palpitates Stress enhances Emotions calm To steer advances. As I await. It fights to win But all in vain Corrupt the body My soul remains. As I await. Love still lingers Intentions pure No anger lives No pity here. As I await. Disease roars strong Yet, I prevail Love supersedes This crumbling shell. As I await. Symptoms linger Rise and fall No sense to madness Inside this wall. As I await. Stare in question Distance fear This child of God Protected here. As I await. My blessings soar Above the trial Diagnosis looms But still I smile. As I await.
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Jan 22, 2011
Jan 22, 2011 at 10:24 AM UTC
As I await.
The mind rushes To analyze What future looms I bide my time. As I await. The body tremors Inside and out Fatigued, it yells The pain, it shouts. As I await. The eye stabs Vision blurry Migraines laugh To watch me worry. As I await. The muscles dance To tunes unknown Lightning strikes The weary bone. As I await. Memory fails Words escape The mind still fights As I await. As I await. Heart palpitates Stress enhances Emotions calm To steer advances. As I await. It fights to win But all in vain Corrupt the body My soul remains. As I await. Love still lingers Intentions pure No anger lives No pity here. As I await. Disease roars strong Yet, I prevail Love supersedes This crumbling shell. As I await. Symptoms linger Rise and fall No sense to madness Inside this wall. As I await. Stare in question Distance fear This child of God Protected here. As I await. My blessings soar Above the trial Diagnosis looms But still I smile. As I await.
LoriJean Vance Copyright 01/22/2011 Written to express the experience of waiting for a diagnosis of possible multiple sclerosis.
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Jan 22, 2011
Jan 22, 2011 at 10:24 AM UTC
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