You've gotten this far, you have fought and battled, weathered the storm. You have persisted in the face of fear, doubt and uncertainty. You have put up with the pain and discomfort, made the most of your situation.
You have made it this far,
and now you are in a waiting room.
Waiting to get called, to get picked.
Waiting to get cleared.
Waiting to hear if you are healthy or sick.
If you are going to live or die.
Will you live to see another day, another month, another year?
When will I break free from this endless cycle?
Oh, how I long for freedom from this...
"Gregory, right this way".
We'll see what fate holds.
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