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His eyes grew dim.
The life was gone,
Unlike the day before.
Unplugged the machine,
That allowed him to breathe.
The pain that was felt,
Was not all mine,
For my Mother was
Here by my side.
Keep talking to him,
The Doctor had said,
"For the sense of hearing
Is the last sense to go".
Why do I remember,
My feelings of dread,
When thinking about
The passing of my Dad?
In the ICU room
In a hospital bed,
In Yakima Washington?

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