First Treatment
i
do
not
hope
to
see
that
again
the
pain
chemo
brings
when
lungs
cannot
breathe
limbs
shaken
byrigor
bonedeep
posted by Greg @ 8:25 AM
1 comments
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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase each other, doesn't make any sense. - Rumi
1 Comments:
I like this poem.
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