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Stale Air

Beep

Whirring machines

Nauseous and dizzy

What happened to me?

Bandages and wraps

Are the only objects

Holding my body together

Stale air.

It's such a dull white room

A stranger walks into the room

A quiet neighbor joins too

Fake smiles and hidden pain

Stale air, stale air.

What happened to me?

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