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Feb 2020
Every second ticks by
Slow as you wait
For news hard to swallow
Minutes drift like fog
Making futures appear dismal
Too much time to self-reflect
Waiting for that news
Seated in a hospital bedside
I know that almost everyone has experienced this and I wish no one had to go through it.  Each little second seems an eternity when you are waiting for what can only be bad news.
Michael Stefan
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Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
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