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13:23

A free verse poem

A person wrapped up in a multi-colored blanket lying down on a gray couch, sick. Photo from Unsplash.

I’ve ignored the symptoms
of a head cold for the past
four days and played it
off as just the weather taking
a turn — my sinuses — rushing
over me like a waterfall — my
throat on fire — intermittent
congestion — cough.

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