First, I felt the aching, nauseous plight,
I looked to doctor to help with the fight.
They would give me the magic beans to cure my ails,
alas, the first time we tried, it monstrously failed.
Many a medicine, to no avail.
I felt I was cursed and my hope became stale.
My journey never ending, in constant hell.
Many years the same, until!
A beaming light began to shine,
and although still in pain most of the time,
I could breath again, I began to get solice.
I have found strength, to myself I’ll be honest.
Now, I tell my tale with my heart so strong.
Yes, few things right and many wrong.
Yet, I am birthed a new, with experience and knowledge.
So I’m here on the rooftops to SHOUT a more positive message!
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