The fat, lazy triage nurse moved really fast.
His doctor dodged the questions because she didn't know.
I traded tight smiles in the elevator after we both pushed #6.
I heard the finale for another mother in the hallway that night,
Among cribs that looked like cages so the toddlers couldn't escape.
And I didn't mind anymore that people prayed for us.
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