Bubbles
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Untitled poeman odd and somewhat mystical gate opened and doctors and nurses came to me at last with torches and lanterns (I think of them as trail scouts)they will light the way now for me and my cane to the final path it is alright friend I don’t mind that there is only one path left to me you see the choice is not between having one way or many the choice is between having one path or none at all so raise the lantern high dear doctor dear nurse for wherever this trail leads I must walk it ...

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