Dear Cancer, I hate you. You took the nearest I had to a father from me. You have taken a few other family members but my Gramps hurt. The irony of it.... He quit smoking because I made him. But he had cancer in his throat already, those rollups had been keeping the tumor undetectably small. You stopped smoking to see me grow up, and it killed you.
Well F You cancer.
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