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Medicine, an icon of Hope.......

like a bow of Achilles, speed of light hit the bosom heart
of Medusa, the poison lance the heart of every soul that
worship the Zorather flame of eternity

voyage the Viking of the Saxon and lead the victory to the
place of the pyramid of Egypt, as all the wings of the angel
flap to the doorstep of heaven, where the timeless sleep
await to come in the dawn

let the wounded tired flesh, anchor to the hand that cherish
and fulfill the sweeten rainbow in each lonely face, make
the unsettle mind blamelessly witness the cooling cure of
the heart, for the last is always be the beginning of healed
in bastion of hope of the spirit

as the sword of poison perfume the wounded flesh, the
conqueror shouts for joy in the heaven nest, and let the day
be the healing body of gladness of joy in the profane
universe as it stray

win each hope to comes in a most, magnificent look and
live in every wounded soul, for a better day to come, a day
after tomorrow of history, where that moment idyllic stay
with a humble body of flesh cheering the melody of
happiness of everyone wishes to see

rejoice my soul, and wait no more, the doctors and nurses,
are here to cure in our unable body and spirit they are call,
welcome and farewell, loser your day is ended, as I am on
the way to a healthy body to stay

have a little check up, glad that you are here ………….

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