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Jun 2023
you tell me you wish to develop cancer
I hate you for saying that

my mother is dying from brain cancer
and you have the audacity
to say you wish the same for yourself

I pray to any higher being
that you learn how much
you've hurt me for saying that
Written by
L  27/F/Boston
(27/F/Boston)   
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