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Your final battle was cut short by fate's last attack The combination of cancer and infections dealing you your final blow before you could be mended by your sweet Nurse Joy You better protect your precious Pikachu with your wandering soul Not even your pokeball can protect it from a fatal fall As there's no more trainer to rush it to your favorite Pokecenter once more Worry not about your precious Pokémon, the best rival I could ask for is watching them over Keeping thunder bolt in perfect form as you watch from your reserved seat up high Worry not about your friends, or the Pokémon you raised from their eggs This broken Nurse Joy shall keep them aligned For she'll send them back to you when they're ready
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
Nurse Joy
Your final battle was cut short by fate's last attack The combination of cancer and infections dealing you your final blow before you could be mended by your sweet Nurse Joy You better protect your precious Pikachu with your wandering soul Not even your pokeball can protect it from a fatal fall As there's no more trainer to rush it to your favorite Pokecenter once more Worry not about your precious Pokémon, the best rival I could ask for is watching them over Keeping thunder bolt in perfect form as you watch from your reserved seat up high Worry not about your friends, or the Pokémon you raised from their eggs This broken Nurse Joy shall keep them aligned For she'll send them back to you when they're ready
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Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
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