I don't enjoy this.
The phone calls.
I want to be in denial.
I don't want to believe it.
The words sound horrible.
It's like the curse word I never hear.
Is he okay?
Will he live?
The doctor left out so much.
I have so many questions.
So little answers.
They did tell me one thing.
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