Too late he noticed them leaving,

In time he was visibly grieving…

These didn’t stay

They just went away,

He wished he’d not been self-deceiving!

Medicine took some too,

He’d almost rather stay blue…

Sharp up and downs

And extra pounds—

He did what he had to do.

Acceptance gets harder and harder

Giving up implications of ardor…

There isn’t much left,

He feels bereft,

But paying for solutions would be murder!

–Jonathan Caswell

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