It wasn’t in me to keep on going, yet, with plentiful prayers all over the world, slowly I got better and rose from the stupor of narcotics, from surgery.
Finally seeing a little pinpoint of life down the long tunnel of darkness, leading me to life again with you, my love.
A temporary reprieve from death for now.
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