Doctors played your dosage like a card trick. Scrabbled down the hallways yelling Yahtzee. I brought books on Hopper, and the Artic, something called 'The Politics Of Lonely,' a toothbrush and a quick-pick with the plus. You tried not to roll your sunken eyes and said 'Hey can you help me, I can't reach it.' Pointed at the camera in the ceiling. I climbed up, blocked it so they couldn't see. Turned to find you out of bed, and kneeling. Before the nurses came, took you away, I stood there on a chair and watched you pray.
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