Go Rogue

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Once my body worked as a team,

Working together and following orders it would seem.

Sure sometimes there was a complaint or an injury that sidelined one,

but the others just worked together to pick up the slack so we could still have fun.

The first to go rogue was my left thumb,

It ceased to follow orders and was sometimes numb.

My entire left hand decided to be rogue was cool,

and started breaking every rule.

Tremors that would make things clatter,

causing plates and cups to shatter.

My left side decided to take it slow,

making it hard to just get up and go.

My whole body has decided that it was in vogue,

and every part seems to have decided to go rogue.

HCB

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