Me and my friends poem?

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Awake, I opened my eyes to see, me! A hospital so white and clean, besides the bloody doctor in the corner. I was walking up to the roof, I think but I couldn't tell what way was up or what way was down, everything was white. Then can't recall at all a single thing, I called out for help but my voice wouldn't work. Held a hand for me, you were there through thick and thin. I know, but couldn't reach because I was slowly falling further away from sanity. The me that would fall down all the time, and I would push you up above my head, just for me to fall down once again.

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