A Minor Illness
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A minor illness
Sore throat running nose
Slight cough
And I am disordered
Unable to decide
Where and how to be alright-
So narrow is the reed
So vulnerable all this big hullabaloo
I make about myself
I wonder if the illness does not come
To show me again
How small and insignificant
This very important person to himself- truly is
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