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Oct 2015
So death came to take her away,
But found her heart pure and without sin.
He sighed and said:
“I would allow you to live free and unburdened,
but alas life is never without its horrors.
It reminds you to keep on breathing.”
He reached out and with but a touch a darkness began to spread.
Across her stomach and over the years to her lungs.
For death gave her a chance.
To live,
to love,
to experience.
Cancer is a slow until the moment it is caught.
My mother got diagnosed with cancer....we still don't know what it is or where its coming from...
SJ
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SJ  27/Non-binary/SoCal
(27/Non-binary/SoCal)   
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