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点击复制She ran a clinic down the lane
Where money rarely found its way
She patched up wounds and heard their pain
And never once turned one away
The city offered suits and ease
She chose the tired the left behind
Her soul was stitched to their disease
Her care a grace the cold cant bind
They said You give too much youll break
But she just smiled and swept the floor
Some stand for power some for stake
She stood for those with nothing more
And when the flood came rushing in
She held the door and faced the gale
For what she built in blood and skin
Was stronger than the storm or scale
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