'death' 'grief'

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Cry For Help; The Song For My Stream of Consciousness    Intro: Hello this a cry for help hotline speaking? How can we help?  
I look up in that wooden ceiling, as  My lungs are crawling through the deadly trenches.  A maid puts the medicine on the dresser.  My body too weak to move, 
Bella's point of view
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