Diabetes and seeking reprieve has become a way of life. The steady progress in consumption;complication, slowed down by a well wrung routine. Returning to your needles, knowing with each prick, you could lose another friend. Waiting for the fix, waiting on the news of the next death.
I miss you Tyler, Stacia, Jeff, Heather.
We’ll get out of the rain someday.
keep up the good fight. all my love.
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