
Endless night
Awful blight
No one calm
Nothings right
Proud young doctors crying with fright
Toiling broken they can’t see the light
Pleading for the fighting to cease,
While they save us from this awful disease.
A WRITER'S BLOG
Endless night
Awful blight
No one calm
Nothings right
Proud young doctors crying with fright
Toiling broken they can’t see the light
Pleading for the fighting to cease,
While they save us from this awful disease.
Why thank you. I’ve had it forever but developed writer’s block
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Nice blog.
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