She knew something was wrong
So paid the doc a call
And got the news she didn’t want to hear
Convinced she had to be strong
To have any chance at all
The fight began with friends and family near
The medicines she had to take
Would leave her feeling sick
But doggedly she weathered everything
Each queasy pang and fearsome ache
She found a way to lick
And now she gets to hear her victory ring.
Are You Reading Me?
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