WEAK
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I need to rest on my favourite chair The one in the corner - that one over there For I am tired and very weak Resting and sleeping are the comforts I seek I was once so fit played tennis in my youth Now I can't stand up to get dressed and that's the truth I am suffering with anguish and pain I will never be so fit and active again So let me rest and reflect on my life I have been a loving mother and caring wife And when it's time for me to go I will say a fond farewell to the life I know
