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May 2014
Trying and trying
So she goes to ***
She holds the thing in her hand
And she can see.
Not the result that she wanted
Not again.
Every time she does this she has empty hands.
Now she gets help from an outsider
She thinks "It's cold in here & That things go were?"
Now, She's nervous and anxious and this isn't fair!
The next visit should tell her why.
Until then she tries not to cry.
What are the results of the blood they took?
What does this mean? How does her ****** look?
Do they know what's wrong or is this just bad luck?
She is angry and sad and confused as ****!
But.. she still won't give up.
Surg girl
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