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Jul 2014
Doctors.
Oh, those blessed souls.
What do they know?

One minute this created this.
Next, it came from other source.
Doctors.
What do they know?

Just to diagnose your illness.
They request your assistance.
Where do it hurt?
What seems to be the problem?
Just how long?
Have you felt this way.

An exam here.
An exam there.
Still no prediction to your health issues.

Doctors.
Doctors.
Doctors.
What do they know?

Wine, if just a little might b good for you.
Then again, it might be creating health issues.

Doctors.
What do they know?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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