I wait again, same clock, same time.
Fingers silent, no reason, rhyme.
As though my life so measured be,
By test & scalpel remedy.
How much they cut, how deep the pain.
I long resolution & crave the same.
So this will happen, that might be.
Just get me done, operate on me!
I'll wake in confusion, confirming my name.
But let it be over & not come again!
I'll give all their honour & smile sublime.
Please let me be healthy...live this life of mine.
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