It's Written By A Patient In A Doctor's Notebook
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When sweet and sour grape crushes with the bitter medicine of life,
The wine you hardly distilled could be cured the nagging pain?
The mysterious sickness and the biopsy done; but no any diagnose
Where it hides in my skeleton body?
It seems that there is no any response until you get the last breathe of this polluted air.
Hey doctor! It's not very easy to die until you die?
* To the poetess friend Patricia.Gale in gratitude.
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