Monday, August 3, 2009

Respiratory Air Volumes Emphysema




not knowing the fate someday walk out on me, cry inconsolably, and no one understood my pain. My ordeal at how far they had more pain you felt not being able to see you every day and I cook lunch
who cares for me more than you now I am alone in the world but I know one day be together and never let you go because you are my blood, my flesh, my everything and I air are nothing without you I love you mommy

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