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Mar 2020
Too much cancer
Too much death
Too much sickness
I need a breath

Too much torment
Too much pain
Too little sunshine
Too much rain

Too many tears
Welling up
Too many people
Yet not enough

Too much heartache
Can’t take a breath
Too much cancer
Too much death
R.I.P. Cadence, and Lord help the ones who are left here.
Written by
Grace  15/F/Narnia
(15/F/Narnia)   
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   Carla and Thomas W Case
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