The walls gleam white, a canvas of healing hues.
Whispers of footsteps echo like gentle waves down the hall.
Bittersweet coffee lingers on lips in the waiting room's hush.
Sterile air mingles with faint blossoms from visitor bouquets.
Hope and worry intertwine, heavy yet electric in the chest.
Sunlight filters through tall windows, painting streaks of gold.
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