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Let the world murmur as we walk, Let them paint their stares with chalk. Let the streets sneer their […]
Let the world murmur as we walk, Let them paint their stares with chalk. Let the streets sneer their […]
A Poem About Doctors, Burnout, and Sacrifice Call Room Confession- Episode-Two Yesterday night,I walked into the call room,not entirely
I Blame Everything Upon this hollow bed I sitMulling over the path we’ve hoofedAnd the vanity night our body
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