The routine quickly changes,
When it seems you are not you.
Hiding my touch of fear,
I do what I need to do.
I push aside the feels of guilt.
They can come back we’re clear.
I will hold you, I will comfort you.
I will lay right here.
I will listen for your breathing.
I will watch out for distress.
I will be with you ‘til the sky is blue.
I will repair this current mess.
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