... for once I was strong enough to read others sorrow in much and many today ... behind the facade of life ...
always in such and much and sometimes only either taking stock, or going through something like a emergency C section yourself, did a lot of women at that time, I never knew had had one themselves, Who came forward in their experiences. Those who did not have the hidden neat scar of today too. The way forward in progress in that operation alone, those many experiences ...
On the oncology ward and in a hospice, not the once either. Many times. And my own biopsies. The experience of few ... the commaradery of many ...
Either silence, all knowledge without prompts or when you experience it yourself...
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