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I live right near a hospital with a semi busy helipad for life flights.
Woooo woooo hoooo
The sounds of the resident owl
In the big hollow
Of the Boo Radley oak
that grows right outside my balcony
Calls in the quiet of a dark night

Amid the clattering blades of the
Mercy flight helicopters that are
Following a back and forth flight
From tragedy to triage in the trauma unit
Of a hospital two blocks away.

I bet the people
(who I silently pray for)
Strapped on backboards
With oxygen masks
And heavy bandages
Wish they could fly away
Of their own free will,
Like the sleepy old owl
Their death delaying machines
Are keeping from his slumber.
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