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Apr 2011
When I was in the hospital again
Visiting Grandma, this time
I could hear you breathing.

I heard your nebulizer humming and keeping me up
I heard your gravely voice thanking me and
I heard the music you let me hear.

The acoustics here are impressive
And the echo is really bad.
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