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The tree's hath shake thy leaves

singing softly as the monarch follows,

a light of grace in a place of peace,

This ground is sacred, It is Hollow.

to whom this reads the following: I remember everything and nothing at all. How is this possible?

Silently the clouds that pass me by and time can only tell. There she held my hand,bade me farewell as the helicopter lifted. There they stood over me with prognosis and no diagnoses as I was incapacitated. I remember what he had said, " Katie I'll take you but this is madness" and from there I know nothing. What has happened and what is happening? Why in the blink of an eye Everything suddenly twisted upside down not knowing which way is up or down. In this case at the YMCA- simply walking when all became amplified cacophony,confused, and my own two feet unsure of the ground in which to tread. The heart has eyes that thy brain knows not. Yet some how gently rolling hills,variegated and sloping, I cry with one eye and smile with the other. Is it time to believe?