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Cerebral Palsy

Physical misery
torments me
impaired for life
my body is weak
my lips tremble
when I try to speak
and my freedom
is confined
to my nerves that sleep
contorted spasms
is agony
straps and pads
try to hold me
an intimate touch
is only a dream
when
I see my future
I scream
there are many nights
I lie awake
and reflect
on how life
could have been
if I have gotten
one more breath

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