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Poems about Health

The ocean is tricky, and messy, and vast.  The ocean has no idea of the past,  the ocean can be cruel in this way; 
It's true what they say-  you're a bit of a troublemaker. The good news is you have good intentions.
Lifting my eyes to the sky above me, I enjoyed one last glimpse of the light.
March again; Revive; Awaken!Build atop what has been taken,Find your mantra, young disciple:
From her head down to her toes, She was skin and bones…and tumors. As the first month commenced, so did the malignancy.
Lifting my eyes to the sky above me, I enjoyed one last glimpse of the light.
Numbers spell out the date. Dates used for deadlines, or else dead.
I wanted to be a poet,  until I found out you had to be weird. I wanted to philosophize,
Hit me like a ton of bricks. Sucked the air out of my lungs.  Suckerpunched me in the face.

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