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CANCER

When the pain comes let me then decide,
the direction to which I want to drive.
When the voice I speak makes no sound,
look in my eyes for the answer now.

If life really reaches this point;
(I keep hoping I make it impossible to...)
then there must be a reason to keep it going.
It simply depends on what i want to do.

It simply depends on what life wants to do.
It simply depends on who's paying attention.
If neither are present then fly me free.
Let go of the reins and run.
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