A Secret Poem
Would you blame me if I would leave it all behind?
Taking the good and the bad to abandon in kind.
Craving the unfamiliar so I could make it mine.
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Home is a living contradiction you see.
The hospital feels like a second home to me.
Pain and discomfort as normal as could be.
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So if I had to spin the wheel of the unknown.
To expect a better result would not be overblown.
I just want to feel fine.