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A battle, in a great and terrible war, fought by man against the beast raging inside: fate decides the day. Swords were drawn in the shape and size of a needle. Poisons were flung in the form of chemotherapy and radiation. Our hero fought valiantly in the battle against the beast cancer. 5 weeks at war, alas, the best was victorious. Cancer was stronger but our hero is not forgotten.
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
The Battle
A battle, in a great and terrible war, fought by man against the beast raging inside: fate decides the day. Swords were drawn in the shape and size of a needle. Poisons were flung in the form of chemotherapy and radiation. Our hero fought valiantly in the battle against the beast cancer. 5 weeks at war, alas, the best was victorious. Cancer was stronger but our hero is not forgotten.
tandice-lynn-elizabeth
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
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