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The role I took on is not one for the weak.
I must be strong for the patient in my care.
I am the advocate for those who cannot speak.
I breathe for them when they can no longer move air.
If I were a tree, I would want to
grow, tall, and round
green and brown.
I would stretch my branches wide,
so that children, in them, would hide.
And when my time to go was near,
I would never shed a tear.
