Lungs
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I have the lungs of a smoker of 15 years. I could die by the time I'm 20. I have this notebook of things to do before I die. This is my story.
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Hi, I'm Hazel. I am diagnosed with lung cancer, because my lungs suck at being lungs. I met a boy with one leg at this Support Group I go to every Wednesday evening. And it turns out, he became my first real love. Though, he died a few years ago, and he's gone. That's it. I have no idea if I am okay or not okay, but that was pretty much our little infinity, and I've moved on. Well, it's actually quite the opposite. I haven't moved on at all really.

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