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I envy the sunlight
gently kissing
your skin
in the morning

I envy the birds
singing to you
their chirps slipping
into your ears

I envy it all
for I cannot hold you
nor will my voice
ever reach you
F*ck you,
Cancer,

for taking away
the possibility

of the mother
I will never

ever get to
have now.

-7/13/2022.

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