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Hip phone rings is my Brother
tells me I have lost my Mother her heart was warm but she was old still it wasn’t time for her to be cold Hospital wants to know should they go ahead And provide my wife with a bed For the surgery we have waited 2 years for The operation risky but to live necessary That is also what they told my Mother 6 mouths previous to this call from my Brother So here I stand with the wife I don't want to lose another loved ones life yet the operation needs to be done for her to live for our son so I hope that for this wife and mother I dont' have to call wife's brother
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