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Another Poem Called: Eager Faces

The torture of the waiting room, Agony in the recovery lounge, Ten or so hopeful faces anticipating that one step, Some silent words that bring drops of colorful hope on our once blank canvases, Your pain filled eager face wrings our hearts out, I can't stand to see you that way, I now know that wishing I can take your pain, Will not make it so.

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