ode to medicine

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almost nothing compares to the rush you give me

i feel my heart pounding as you occupy my thoughts

all i want revolves around you

a dangerous goal, a lot to ask of a person so small and weak

but my heart is taken and you've grasped my soul in a way that steals the breath from my lungs

little reminders

a show

a crossroads

my heart races as i imagine being yours and being wanted

a dreadfully rambled ode to medicine and the caduceus

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