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Submitted to Contest #328
TW: terminal illness, grief ------- "I wish we could have met earlier in life," she tells you, tears brimming in her eyes like dew-drops on a crisp March morning. Nothing about her is crisp though and it isn't March, it's a bleak November in the last year of her life. You sometimes sing Christmas pop songs to help her go to sleep because of all the things to be sad about, she is hung up on the fact she will not get to decorate another fucking Christmas tree. As though that matters more than the years you are losing. In this last journey of...
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