It was only years later, once Id achieved the higher education shed painstakingly engineered for me, that I recognized how my mothers diligence was intertwined with a deep cynicism, a search for validation in a world whose ingrained racism and structural inequities she accepted as inevitable
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J96.01 - Acute respiratory failure with hypoxia : Yes
Oh, no, no, no, it was always too cold Still the dead one lay moaning I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning Oh, no, no, no, it was always too cold Still the dead one lay moaning I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning (This is taken from the poem 'Not waving but drowning' by Stevie Smith.) BONUS TRACKS Bernadette I was shivering, I'll admit it I had nothing better to do Except to wheeze my lazy wheeze Bernadette, where are you