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... > No soft light. No family gathered around the bed holding hands. No meaningful last words that everyone would remember for years. No orchestral music swelling in the background while she said something beautiful about life.
Just a hospital room. White ceiling. White walls. That specific shade of beige someone had chosen to make the place feel calm. It didn’t work. It never worked. But nobody had changed it, so there it stayed, being calm at nobody.
The machines beside her bed be ...
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