It’s been a week;
I still feel weak.
There are games afoot;
I know, because I am not a fool.
I want to cry to bawl my eyes out,
but the tears won’t come.
Instead, I got the lovely conciliation prize of a migraine.
The tears just won’t come.
It’s been a week;
I still feel weak.
There are games afoot;
I know, because I am not a fool.
I want to cry to bawl my eyes out,
but the tears won’t come.
Instead, I got the lovely conciliation prize of a migraine.
The tears just won’t come.
So sorry you’re suffering 🌹
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Thank you, Nancy. It’s just a difficult day. Tomorrow will be better.
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So sorry, Susan! Hope you’re fine now.
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A bit worried but I will be fine.
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