Doctor's guilt
racing against time, within a white wall meant to save everyone, not destined for all mountains of papers, never-ending noise of hopeful prayers, and a disappearing voice for what was once warm, now turned cold it could be young, it could be old even with their best, moments turned to worst Again this time, couldn't cry nor let emotions burst
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