patients with patience

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00:35 02/07/2017

i am your doctor
move towards my door
i shall heal your suffering
tell you worries "no more"

change your perspective
lie on the floor
watch the clouds shift
and tell your troubles "no more"

the air blowing particles
the sky changing shades
the blue and the peach
the pinks and the greys

watch the highs and speak
don't fret to say
i am your lover and friend
tell me the simplest way

don't flee the rain
for it's sure to pour
just hush your thunder
the silence after the storm

how do you feel
have you cleared your head
excuse me for tiring you
please, go rest

00:50 02/07/2017

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