Recovery From Illness
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Oh! What a great ecstasy and joy,
After a long misery and cry.
My soul was long attacked,
As it sobriety lacked.
Sunk deeply in its sickness,
Soaked in its weakness.
Strove to free from disease,
But showed a slow decrease.
Reading poems, provided the medicine,
And the strength to win.
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