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Suddenly every machine stopped at once, |
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and the monitors beeped the last time. |
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Hundreds of thousands of hospital beds, |
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and all of them empty but mine. |
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Well, I was lying down with my feet in the air, |
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completely unable to move. |
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The bed was misshaped, and awkward and tall, |
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and clearly intended for you. |
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You checked yourself out when you put me to bed, |
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and tore that old band off your wrist. |
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But you came back to see me for a minute or less, |
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and left me your ring in my fist. |
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My hair started growing, my face became yours, |
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my femur was breaking in half. |
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The sensation was scissors and too much to scream, |
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so instead, I just started to laugh. |
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Suddenly every machine stopped at once, |
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and the monitors beeped the last time. |
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Hundreds of thousands of hospital beds, |
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and all of them empty but mine. |
