Chapter 2

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Pale, old, frail, dying; it's making me crying.
Loving, kind, caring; I wish it would end, why can't it be like it used to be.
Depressed, sad, forgotten, alone; this is how I feel, I feel like she's gone.
Hallucination, delusion, and confusion; this is how she is, please make it stop, there has to be a solution.
Restless sleep, naps, and bad dreams; this is how she is day and night, I hate seeing her suffering.
Hacking, coughing, trouble breathing, more wheezing; God, why won't you just heal her, I am begging and pleading.

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