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I have been assisting a friend stricken by the disease. She's been struggling for several years, they say it's terminal, 4th stage. She's wants to die, and she is dying, but those of us close to her want her to stay alive. I wish she'd have a miraculous healing. She's a trooper, in pain all the time, lost her sight to chemo, so she quit that bs. She still gets out of bed and works around this place for as long as she can in a day. But frequently has to go lay back down most of the day. The pain never stops for her and it breaks my heart.

This writing started off as something different but in the end, I just saw this trouble in my mind. Cancer, the silent killer, threatening this land. Who's to blame? We have to start looking at the reality of things. Stop allowing money and power to have control. We need to heal not induce disease. Our medical system is effed up. Infected with it's disease of greed as they partner with the Pharmaceuticals. Anyway, I'm rambling, I know but it's just my fingers trying to explain. There's more important things in this world than what I've been doing here stuck in the mind of poetry.