F!ght!ng !llness

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Your presence through the doors

With sadness in your eyes

F!ght!ng the !llness wars

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Your mind not fully yours.

Somehow I must surmise

Your presence through the doors

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To start therapy chores,

Overturn such demise

F!ght!ng the !llness wars

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Raw leaking from your pores

Truly without surprise,

Your presence through the doors

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It came with thousand roars,

Much pain with no disguise

F!ght!ng the !llness wars.

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You fought the real scores

Recovering your prize,

Your presence through the doors

F!ght!ng the !llness wars.

Jellyfish in fishtank

“Villanesque dedicated to all my patients and their families, for F!ght!ng !llness”

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