For You No thoughts. No prayers. No hope. No remorse. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related October 23, 2021 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Death, Nursing, Poetry, You 7 Comments
Nursing at it’s saddest! 😢
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Agreed
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This is powerful!
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Thank you!!
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Oooft! Seething.
I love it 🖤🖤
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Thank you!!! 🖤
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You’re always welcome my friend 🖤
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