Impossible

Two things I’ll always wish for

Mumbling prayers into my pillow

Turning back and forth and sore

With guilt, since I’m a lucky one,

All things considered

Just a couple, but they’re greedy

One: a little more of what I lost, and

Two: a little less of my disease

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