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Wednesday, 20 March 2013

A Poem from 39 weeks with Hyperemesis Gravidarum

The end is near
When will it come?
I want to know
When this is done
The endless nights
And plodding days
I feel I'm lost
Inside a maze
I want to eat
To live again
So do please tell me
When this will end.

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