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I sat in the cemetery just a while ago. Seated in his 'yard' I felt the breeze in my hair and ran my fingers through the grass I planted a bit ago. I felt him. The sunlight through the trees helped me open up and speak to him. I hope he heard.
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schizoaffective bipolar type
PTSD
generalized anxiety d/o
haldol, prazosin, risperdal and prn klonopin and helpful cogentin
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