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Pandora's
BoxI am anxious for the
day when this illness is pushed into the background noise of my life. It's screaming
so loud right now, its cries annoy me so much, because I cannot hear what else
is going on. I keep trying to push it back into the box, squash it flat, silence
it. It keeps forcing its way back out, insisting I confront it, demanding my attention
and time.
- Holly W. Graves, 2002
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