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We're all getting our asses kicked in nursing school right now. So here is a damn good poem to a damn good beat to remind you to keep fu##ing going to til the very end. because again

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT!

***This song was downloaded from epidemic sound a royalty free music and sound effect service and I DO NOT have the rights to this song.

Music:

Song: Crash Out [Instrumental]

Artist: Bhris Drip & Cushy

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.