Doleful Rhapsody by Noemi Spinazzi

At night
in the Intensive Care Unit
the halls are filled with a somber lullaby.
The rhythmic sounds of monitors and ventilators
blend and harmonize
like an impromptu symphony –
a woeful concert that permeates
the haze that smears the contours of life and death.

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