withered bags
good for nothing
need the steam, the vapor,
the Robitussum DM.
weigh me down
get this elephant off my chest
and let each breath
float like rose petals
upon a breeze
or marigolds upon the Ganges.
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Lovely poem about something not so lovely. Hope you feel better soon.
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