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And I didn't wash the blood off my hands until nearly noon... - Nobody wears a white coat any more... — LiveJournal
...a tribute to becoming a doctor.
ayradyss
ayradyss
And I didn't wash the blood off my hands until nearly noon...
10 whispers echo . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word
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From: clypheous Date: January 14th, 2004 08:38 pm (UTC) (etched in stone)
*Hugs*

hope may leave and the body may die,
but in faith we hold and look to the sky,
for in these moments God casts his eyes,
drying tears, offering comfort to sighs,
we know we're bound off of this mortal coil,
but the place we go puts an end to our toil,
God looks down upon all those who mourn,
healing our hearts and fixing what's torn,
so mourn for today and tell this, your story,
for God shall remember when you come to his glory,
the good works done here are remembered forever,
so share your faith and never cease to endeavor,
to help those in pain and in need of good care,
for the calling to heal is one all too rare,
allow your heart to roam free in this trying time,
and know that there is meaning to God's rhyme,
we are all here to have our place in this life,
to know joy and pain, love, hope, even strife,
but in the end we shall have our final litany,
and then in that time, joy throughout eternity.


God Bless, and I pray for better days ahead for you sis.
10 whispers echo . o O ( ... ) O o . whisper a word