If you open that Pandora's Box, you never know what will jump out...

I have a pine like a terrible cold.
And everyone knows how terrible colds,
Change the whole structure of the universe,
Making us sore of life, like missing someone...
Making us sneeze till we get metaphysical.
My day is wasted, full of blowing my nose.
My head aches vaguely.
A sad fix for a man to be in !
Especially when he is missing his nurse.
Today I'm really a minor man,
How is missing somebody...
Perhaps not my nurse, but...
Whatever I was before was only wishful,
And that's is to come again. I pray for that.

The place to be healed...