| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - When you get in, you do not know where to go, because your head is a mess and your vision is blurry and none of the arrows make sense, but somehow you find your way to the second floor of the trauma ward, and you know from the look on the nurse's face that they have seen you before - not you specifically, but people like you - and that look in their eyes burns into your mind and your heart falls so
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