Thank heaven, the stranger with the
anguished mind and sad personality
who looked at me from the mirror in
my borrowed body yesterday is gone
Andre Rieu’s orchestra playing Olé Guapa,
swaying to the music, arms outstretched like
a ship’s bowhead stepping high giraffe style,
back to my naughty Bond girl usual self
Laughing at me when I look up, a joy to
be me who is happy in this body, the
chemical allergy affecting my nervous
system with a self-conscious fear has left
It made me someone who cannot speak or
think for herself, cannot laugh and enjoy life,
briefly appeared to teach me how great is life
few people can compare how it feels to be
Two completely different beings, one glad,
one sad, I am privileged to learn the art
of living joyously in this unique way!
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