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The Cure... | I Rhyme Without Reason
“If I don’t make it, will you forget me soon?” We had joked about it many times, but I hadn’t counted on it happening, anxious as she was being wheeled in to the OT. “Promise me you’ll move on, my love.” I look at her, trying to smile through her pain. “Don’t be so worried, ... Read moreThe Cure…