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My body does not know
I have my birthday, it doesn't know yet
what will be working today, and what not

It tingles. It hurts.
Where do I get the strength from?
the Force, the Force

Scatterbrain, are you awake
here on the edge of the bed
what do you think, can I get up?

Hello Missy Kittypee
why don't you say anything, come
and sing a song for me?

Let the phone lie over there
I know I am kind
if I'm fit without pain

Poem 4015
Noordwijk, 2021-10-13

For Maria Godschalk, on her birthday
Collection: On living on [1] 
Keyword: Disease: serious / deadly 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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