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To Jacob B.
Berkson, the author of "A Canary's Tale. The Final Battle".
My Therapy
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I had to go my road.
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On this road there were
many small and large stones
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and many small and large
craters.
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I was blind.
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So I felt, plunged and
humpled myself
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wherever I was going
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and I got little and grave
woundings and serious injuries.
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But one day I begun with my therapy:
I learned and learned and learned and learned and learned and learned
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and learned.
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Slowly
I lost my blindness and I could see more and more
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the small and large stones
and the small and large craters.
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Now it's the exceptional
case,
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that I fall and plump and
hump myself.
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By the wayside I can see
the flowers, the humble-bees,
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the meadows, the wooded
country and the sky.
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I was a Canary, but I
wanted to be a Phoenix.
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Today I am a
Phoenix.
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Ingrid Scherrmann,
Ochsenhausen, June/24/1997
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