still, I ache Sarah Agnew2022-10-13T14:01:41+10:303 June 2020|Fatigue and the Black Dog, Poetry|0 Comments life with chronic fatigueI swam to move the muscles: still, the flame raged. I soaked to loose the muscles: still, the flame raged. Spa jets to soothe the muscles: still, the flame raged. I stopped, I slept, I let the muscles rest – and yet Share this FacebookRedditLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrPinterestEmail Related Posts Liturgy for the General Secretary 5 December 2024 | 0 Comments Art for The Voice 26 August 2023 | 0 Comments spiritual but not 24 May 2023 | 0 Comments Leave A Comment Cancel replyComment Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.
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