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Apollo is to McDreamy like Mythology is to Grey’s Anatomy


Healers in tow

with a golden arrow and bow

Perfect and steady,

always at the ready

Their hands are accustomed to removing tumors

Commanding the operating room while obliterating rumors

Dancing in perfect synchronicity

Their power is great, it does not fear any atrocity

A doctor, a God

Brain surgery is for the ones that never stop.

 

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