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Every second ticks by Slow as you wait For news hard to swallow Minutes drift like fog Making futures appear dismal Too much time to self-reflect Waiting for that news Seated in a hospital bedside
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
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Every second ticks by Slow as you wait For news hard to swallow Minutes drift like fog Making futures appear dismal Too much time to self-reflect Waiting for that news Seated in a hospital bedside
I know that almost everyone has experienced this and I wish no one had to go through it. Each little second seems an eternity when you are waiting for what can only be bad news.
#recovery#sorrow#loss#anxiety#friendship#support#bethere
MikeStefan
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MikeStefan
37/M/Minneapolis
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
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