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When you're walking through the hospital halls,
where the sick and diseased crawl,
have you ever heard the screams and cries of the ones who suffer?
the crys of babies or the screams of mothers?
through these halls of pain and health,
theres one lady that that comes for more then your wealth.
She drops in with her hands abound,
regret makes her killings with out a sound.
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