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To Resident Doctor concerning Patient L54;

Theres a man at the end of the hall. and he cries in a tounge only dead men can speak, and i cant. for my fear of this sickness are plugging my ears. with regret, im taken by him. im painting destruction, on the palm of my hand. my visions of madness have come from this man. hes safer at home His son has requested for you to release him dear doctor
not bound by padded walls, he cries to her of love lost and dead, cold to touch. ive seen harshest eyes. he smiles his tounge, splits, bewildered, and dies. there must be someway to pretend that im not afraid of this man. there must be someway to believe that all hes done is pretend. so i can forget his eyes. cause i hate every drop blood in him that is like me, he cannot be saved.

sincerely,


Frank Q.
3rd shift orderly

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