This has been a tough year
No school
No friends
Family shows little interest
And then there's the sickness
Obsessions on the obscure have transferred over to a fever and cough
But she is not sick
We are not sick
At night she says she wants to be a nun
Today her frustration are rising
I tell her to ask St Joan of Arc to pray for her
She writes a letter
I am forbidden to read it
The letter goes in the mailbox headed for heaven
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