First Aid: A Gentle Whisper in Chaos

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In moments fraught with sudden fear,
A steady hand brings calm and clear,
Where panic’s grip begins to fade,
The heart finds peace in first aid.

Through hurried breaths and racing time,
A soothing balm, a gentle rhyme,
With bandage soft and healing grace,
A touch of hope in every place.

When shadows cast their darkest shade,
A beacon shines, unafraid,
Guiding hands through trials vast,
Ensuring safety, holding fast.

In every wound and whispered cry,
A promise stands, a silent sigh,
For in the art of care’s embrace,
First aid renews the human race.

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