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On Being Well
Intimate was my disease
Required ignorance did appease
But this unknown blinds my sight
Chest is heavy, exceptionally tight
An uneasy feel in being well
Apprehension, I sense it swell
Unquiet panic of no avail
Upon uncharted seas I sail
Grave loss of familiarity
Costly fee of predictability
New territory, undiscovered
Intimidated but recovered
A future yet to campaign
Unclear how to ascertain
Fearful, yet I hold steadfast
Releasing my infected past
Required ignorance did appease
But this unknown blinds my sight
Chest is heavy, exceptionally tight
An uneasy feel in being well
Apprehension, I sense it swell
Unquiet panic of no avail
Upon uncharted seas I sail
Grave loss of familiarity
Costly fee of predictability
New territory, undiscovered
Intimidated but recovered
A future yet to campaign
Unclear how to ascertain
Fearful, yet I hold steadfast
Releasing my infected past
Published 17th Apr 2017
| Edited 13th May 2018
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