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Last night I dreamed I was back in the exam room
The patient is gone but the chair is still warm. I'm standing there with a chipped mug of cold tea, and I know I'm supposed to say something but the silence is the only thing that fits. Woke up feeling like I'd remembered the exact shape of a held breath.
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