Moral injury/ eroding

ebtisamya

 

Quite waiting room

Too close, a restless strange shadow, erupt violently

I step back in silence, that’s all

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    I hate waiting rooms. I see it as a waste of time where my time is judged as less valuable than that of whom I am waiting on. Good write



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