A roaring in the ears
Rapid heartbeat, breath held
tight
The cold claw held at bay
Steady - strong.
The shadows lengthen -
The generators are on
"If the hospital can cope so can I"
Rips make themselves felt.
All else has failed;
Faith now pounds through veins
Unable to grasp the heart:
Weary and fading.
Gone.
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