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The tick tock of the clock
Inside, hard at work, the nurses and the docs.
The clock goes so slow.
Are the patients going to be ok.
Nobody does know.
Everybody wants to know
Everybody does hope so.
Everybody does so hope.
They hold on to a rope.
.Day or night, will they be alright
Will they die? Will they cry?
How did this happen?
Why?

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