Getting closer and closer to admittance.
My son is closer to getting back into preschool.
Still waiting for the last few letters and forms to come in.
Certain things are getting easier but sometimes my heart still hurts.
I'm running low on my meds so I hope to be seen soon.
This time around should be better.
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Wilted (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I feel jumbled. My mind is racing.
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