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A very dear friend of mine has a returning brain tumor. The doctors told him that he only has 4-5 months to live. I wrote this poem as an early memorial to him. I will forever love him, no matter what the outcome of this situation is. I'm not the type to pray, but I have my hands glued together for his survival.
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انضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص في العالماحصل على توصيات قصص مخصّصة، احفظ قصصك المفضلة في مكتبتك، وقم بالتعليق والتصويت لتنمية مجتمعك.
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These are some poems that I have written/am writing. Please give me feedback (because I oh so love feedback) and feel free to message me whenever! I'm here if you need me!

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