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The gentleman asks me about the dreams
They’re not dreams, I tell him,
They’re nightmares,
Terrors
A spiraling black vortex
Howling
Racing toward me like the plague
Is MD just a disease?
Or a lifestyle?
Maybe
It changed how I’ve lived
But I didn’t choose it
Some say it’s a battle
They say I’m brave
But I don’t feel brave
I feel weak
