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Ode To Hospitals


Hospitals, hospitals,

they really haunt my skin,

when I go into them,

I regret going in.

 

They smell,

There big,

There scary,

There quiet at times,

If I was in hospitals people might have a sickness like mine.

 

The sick, the crippled, the

I’m slowly recovering from my sicknesses

Only bit by bit,

But I unfortunately had all of these,

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