When people ask me how are you doing, I say no problem great again.
I should not do that, I assure you,
as soon as said it starts again.
Silver Stars in front of my eyes, then the pain, the sickness,
if I would have a shot of something
I would inject it I can tell you.
After Hours of Agony I feel exhausted
and worn out
But pleased that's it's over until the next one comes about
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