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Taking medicine keeps me alive
Some disagree
Think I'm weak
For taking the prescribed
Oxycodone I take sometimes
When I can barely walk
When I can not stand the pain
When it's 10/10
And I've fought it long enough
My body decays:

They don't make Norwegian women
For tea parties and tarts
Now do they?
They make them to be Vikings
Fierce as the end of a branding iron
Strong as a glacier
Powerful as the sun
Brilliant resourcefulness abounding
Nothing weak surrounding that
Until the decades mount:

Her hair grown down to her feet
She still braids the tresses
Brandishes her sword
Runs wild through Spring forests
Fighting for her food and freedom
Like all the times before
Medicine is not weak
It's a Viking's mercy
After many battles:

Welcome Home
Woman of the North Country.

7/8/2014 0117 cj

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