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Like a sunset where brightness turns into a starless night, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like a dimming evening sky as little by little strength vanishes.

Like a raging river coming to a trickled end, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like a dried up river bed as cognition begins to evaporate.

Like fluffy clouds that drift through the sky and dissipate, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like changeable atmosphere as security turns to the unknown.

Like the lost fuzz of a well worn tennis ball, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like a backhand down the line as self confidence takes a hit.

Like an ocean wave hitting the shore and then washing back out to sea, life with sarcoidosis somtimes feels like receding water as energy ebb.

Like limited visibility on a foggy morning before day breaks, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like a misty haze as priorities become murky.

Like the last scene in a movie where the camera pulls back, out of foucs and goes dark, life with sarcoidosis sometimes feels like a slow fade to black.

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