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In a hospital bed. Alone. In pain. Unsure. Afraid.
It's not a part of my life I talk about very much, despite the fact that it's the part of my life that most defined who I am today.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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