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STIFF
June 14, 2020
Folder No 7 11.25.11 Plucked Out For Sacred Grounds and to 11.14.12
It seems so exhilarating
To twist and stretch yesterday
But today ouch,
Movements a grind
Getting out of bed a fight
Each fiber in a frozen mass.
It seemed so exhilarating
To twist and stretch yesterday.
Today the frozen cells yell "Oh me",
As they rearrange themselves.
After four tomorrows, Ill be in a wheel chair
Physically disabled.
I'll take hell with its endless torture
Then to walk on a cushion while physically disabled.
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