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    She brought her hand up in my face, right next to my mouth
    To show me how at night, she walks over to her husband and checks if he's still breathing.
    She knows she will lose him to cancer.
    But hopes every night that, tonight is not the night.

    Love, you thing of Beauty and Heart Break.

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