The End has just Begun

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LA, California, United States;
The United Ward for Trauma Persons
The song "Rainy Day and Mondays" by the Carpenters is playing in the background of the cubicle room.
An old woman is cuddled in her hospital bed, humming and her eyes slowly blink, her eyes sparkle of youth. Her fingers, as she twiddles them, are marked of visible lines, recognisable as guitar strings.

Her room is painted in cream paint, on the walls were vintage, faded photos of a young, laughing girl, another is the teen with two other young girls, a smiling man and judgmental woman behind them. Newspaper cuts stuck on the walls, as well as a photo of a baby boy with a lanky man with a big, triangular, pointy nose, with soft eyes, his big vain hand holding the toddler, on the other side is another picture of a young woman, laughing as she looks towards the baby.

There was an oval shape frame of a beautiful man with sandy blonde hair and clear blue eyes. The description of the man is handsome and gentle. There was her dresser and desk which was blanketed with dust. Her head was jumping up as if she was trying to hold herself from sleeping. In a minute, a nurse comes in;
"Ms Blue, there is a young man to see you".

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