Tapping out rhythms of life, knowing they are never-ending
and able to continue in spite of odds being presented by
practicing physicians who are soon to be taught an important
lesson.
Hearts of stone, tears frozen within, not even accepting the possibility of an energy beyond that of their own, living
always on edges of spiritual realms, never believing, having
no faith, no hope, a death in itself of their own life and
spirit, pure and intense, being taught a lesson in the end.
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