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I was a healer
They gave me a gun
Shoot to kill
No hesitate
These broken bones
seeping wounds
Sutures
Poultice
Tourniquet
The true healer
Discriminate not
Friend or foe
Seek refuge
Sanctuary
Unwanted guests
Shot in the head
Till then
I was a healer
Shoot to kill
No hesitate
These broken bones
seeping wounds
Sutures
Poultice
Tourniquet
The true healer
Discriminate not
Friend or foe
Seek refuge
Sanctuary
Unwanted guests
Shot in the head
Till then
I was a healer
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