These thoughts in my head go round and round.
What if it's wrong, what they found?
What if it's more than a cyst.
What if I, get added to the list.
And Death.
With his breath.
Like ice on my neck.
Comes calling again.
And I'm falling.
To the same.
Feelings of pain.
I'm going to get a second opinion.
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