Preparing myself mentally, fasting
throughout the day until late afternoon,
and sharing in the sorrows of my family.
Without a doubt, a recipe for pain and
anguish. Still, there were wondrous
moments along with the fear and tears.
I don't know whether to be grateful for
this gift given me or to curse the day
I was born.
reading the tarot
exhausted beyond the pale
fearing for my soul
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