2 / 365 Tom
If I had to choose a man to spear me at my crucifixion, it would be him. He is why flannel was invented, while reinventing honesty, integrity, respect and sanctity. He kept his chaos together, with patients leftover for mine.
So many people have come and gone, run through my life like cards in a poker game. Some cards come around again, while others seems to never appear again.
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