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Brittle Bones
I have been living
with brittle bones
for less than a year.
I have fallen downstairs
twice in a year,
I hurt my back
and my tailbone,
I am glad I
didn't break anything.
My bones are weak,
I'm trying my best to
get myself back
to where I was.
I have brittle bones,
I have to smarten up
and get my bones
back into sgape.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.29/2004
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