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Mountain Range


Your hospital room was white

You looked small in your bed

Like a robot 

With wires sticking out

I was sitting beside you

Watching the screen

As Mom and Dad talked

To a nurse outside

I felt numb

There was a mountain range

Rising and falling

A red line

Flowing across a black canvas

That was your only hope 

And mine

When the mountain range 

Decided to fall flat

I watched

I was so, so numb

So numb that I couldn't hear

My screams 

The door slamming open

Sobs from my parents

And the frantic beeping 

Of the screen 

With no more mountains

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