The Doctor
Asclepius had decided being a doctor was what he wanted to do with his life.
He studied for tests, stayed up all night.
He stayed in the library,
until they turned off the light.
When he graduated,
how he rejoiced.
He wondered if this was what he wanted,
if he made the right choice.
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