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Dec 2014
I was walking down the white halls, and for every step a tear was dropped.
The smell of medicine and sickness filled up my noise as I opened up the door.
The faces of my family members, all in pain, all in tears.
My body turned cold.
I bursted into tears as I gave you my goodbye.
MOH
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