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As a nurse I see a lot of things Some things I wanna see some things I don’t But whatever at the end of the day it’s just my job can’t change anything about it,
When life comes to shove, You can count on a nurse, to keep you in the universe. Nursing is an act of love. 
I saw on the news that people were protesting wearing the cloth masks in public spaces because it violated their rights.
They say this is the land of the free, but how can that be when the police are shooting black people like me.
Everytime I need to buy a pack of gum, I take a handful of old, dead white men's faces out of my pockets. I count their dull eyes, I multiple in my head by their twisted ideologies.
Five hundred, twenty five thousand, six hundred minutes. Some of them we don't remember because we’re deep in sleep. Some we don't remember because our unconscious will not keep.
Death is real. Seeing it up close, in the field. Love will help you feel.
Started my day before sunrise Started my day after noontide Started my day at witching hour 16 or 12 hours, all shifts I devour   Started my day with sarcastic smiles
When someone says thank you That look of relief, These are the things that I think are neat.   The twelve hour nights The patients that fight, These are the things that make me sigh.  
A nurse has always been the one thing I wanted to be, And I will become one to the best of my ability.   To cure, to assist, to heal, Would make my occupation surreal.  
America: Home of the free? I think not. The rich get richer, the poor get poorer, and the sick get sicker. Our government has screwed up priorities, so quick to fly troops overseas to assists other nations,
Every person has different thoughts On who they want to be We have been told since day one that you can be whoever you want to be   At the age of five this makes sense
I thank God for letting me live this day and that's why from this day forward I will pray I will pray and pray all day Because I love God and can't no one take that away He's the slowest man we know
They say the body is a temple. A sacred home of an object of religious power, meaning God has chosen it to be one of his homes. A thought to live by, words to own.
Why is this so hard  Was raised like an uptowngirl  Now a poor college girl
  Your love is not just love  Your love is that type of love that is unbreakable,  Let me explain ... See, His love is that type of love that will never give up. Its unlike human love, which is conditional.
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