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She was the favorite
The baby of the family
Even when she no
Longer
Was

She was special
Clearly it showed
In her soft skin
Or her glowing
Eyes

And the spirit caught
Her nearly from birth
She kept her feet
In both
Worlds

Which she still does
To this very day
Staying afoot
Here and
There
The Spirit Catches
Me and
I Fell
The Spirit caught me
Or maybe the Spirit
Catches me

Either way I always Fall
Down
The rabbit hole way further

Than I knew existed

My Fall is not
An easy one
I hit speed bumps
Every which
Way

I've been left in a
State of hazy
Confusion

But I am not dead
The doctor's told mommy
I would be by now

Yet here I am
Fighting still,
Head held high

With pride
Cause I am a miracle child
Eyes wide open

Each one a testimony that the
American Medical Complex
Isn't always the answer

Isn't the only
Answer
At the very least

So divorced from humanity
That they forgot we
Are spirit first

And
Body
Second

And some fates are worse
Than death
Some alter destinies for more

Than one
Lifetime
Heaven

Forbid they try
That same nonsense
On me again
Not Hmong
But Still
....
Anne Fadiman

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