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The doctors played your dosage like a card trick |
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Scrabbled down the hallways yelling yahtzee |
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I brought books on Harper in the Arctic |
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Something called "The Politics of Lonely" |
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A toothbrush and Quick Pick with the plus |
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You tried not to roll your sunken eyes |
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And said "Hey can you help me? I can't reach it" |
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Pointed to the camera in the ceiling |
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I climbed up, blocked it so they couldn't see |
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Turned to find you out of bed and kneeling |
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Before the nurses came took you away |
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I stood there on a chair and watched you pray |