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DNA strands
oft demands strength
our hands can’t do
and the flu holds
us to colds, heats
through scolding baths,
nosing swaths, soiled,
we have nose red
til we’re bled, seek
the bed, for rest,
meds the blessed, and
request for aid
from the maid, while
is played the sloth,
laid in cloth, for
the broth of life.

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