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... e wall had been mocking me with its steady, heartless ticking.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Each second was a reminder that the world was moving on, even while I remained pinned to this bed, a broken thing held together by tape and chemicals.
The doctors had finally retreated, their hushed whispers and clicking instruments replaced by a silence so heavy it felt like it was pressing on my chest.
They had increased the dosage in my IV so the fire in my back had retreated into a dull, ...
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