!The author of this story may or may not have died of a brain tumor or in surgery we haven't gotten to the surgery yet we'll see! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚d 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝙁𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮
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