I drew the sterile drapes and readied the scalpel.
The patient was prepped and breathing quietly,
The face so relaxed- as only I had seen it, many times before:
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The willingness to go deep is not an easy affair, nor painless. Superb, emotional poetry.
quite brilliant this one your voice is so strong and wise without pretentiousness
you had the courage to see the scars of the brutal attacks made on the special engine of your beloved. But you can't see the wounds inflicted by you(?) on that ruby flesh. Wonderful!