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You live. You love. You die. That's the way it works from what I've seen only i cant have that. No one wants to be in love with a sick girl. I have lung cancer. I cant walk to long or hold y breath or eat properly. I'm sick all the time and i'm incurable without a new set of lungs. For me though it's so bad I can't be around sick people. A common cold or anything more serious can put me at risk of never getting those lungs if I contract it. Imagine being in the hospital all the time and not really being able to leave your room. Good thing the one place I like to go somewhere no one else enjoys. The rooftop. At night the city looks so amazing with the lights up. I call them my stars. It's the one thing i can do without being scared of dying. That is until someone else started to go see the stars at night. 

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