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Hi listfriends, A poem I like to share : Prisoner Caught, by the law of gravity, put in jail by stiffness, disabled of movement. Black is the night, when I get upin order to fight, the obsession to take, my last Permax. I sit with my electronic friend, waiting till my vanes are filled and the message is sent from up there, go for it!! We are skilled. My brains start working, I throw off the chains, more straight and more free, I feel every minute again. Afraid for later when my last pill, has lost its effect and put me back to jail, until tomorrow at noon. Then I regain my freedom, my new stock will be in. But now I will be long enough free, to go to God's place and thank him. Thank God for his blessings, so many I see and I am very grateful, that he gave them all to me, but greedy, I pray for one more gift. Please give the Science doctors the knowledge and the Institutes the money they need, So they can set all the prisoners free, who are caught by the disease called PD. Kees Paap march 22, 1998