Hospital lessons, the sterling sterility


Wondering at how the hospital’s sickeningly sterile ambience of a variety of alcohols, phenols or whatsoever chemical groupings can erase off the junky speed one runs the life relays catching up the hastily sprinting time..a sense of silence and ease that can eat up the piles of daily tensions build upon..ushering a fertile nursery bed once again…yet some milestones in harsh hard stamps stand still ..such is this day..growing sterile year after year, this meaningless day. The day of rapturous reform rather..when a solitary reaper picks up the right way culling the sprawling weeds in hinder..rarely, the enlivening sterility holds something more than the fertility that’s dying


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