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#motherswithcancer
Erosion of her brain made her something new but new is not always shiny new can be angry new can be dangerous new can be broken new can break you and her and us No going back to the womb it isn’t the same home I wonder would she grow me differently with her new brain? maybe she’d grow a daughter who knew who her mother was with brain cancer.
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 3:47 PM UTC
Grow Me Again