On my birthday, last Wednesday
I was ill.
I have been ill for a long time now
and this disturbs me.
I am not afraid of having an illness that
will kill me. No; the thought that scares me
is the thought of being in pain,
being sick. I hate pain
and I hate sickness. Sickness stops me
from doing things I want to.
On Tuesday night my play began
at the
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