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I left the hospital room and sat outside not able to deal with the confusion. My mother stayed in the room. I pulled out my small personal radio set from my coat pocket and then inserted the ear peice into my ear. I listened to the music blaring it’s independence. It felt warm, as if it wanted to be a part of me, putting my mind some place else. It seemed as if the music was deliberately whisking me away out of the battle field of dysfunction and placing me into an environment of virtual love.
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