
I know thwy'll never find it, so why won't they stop?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Angst - Words: 56 - Published: 09-07-11 - id: 2950300
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Oncology is nothing
But a search for a cure.
Walking thousands of miles
Is fruitless without a connection.
I can understand
Crying for a lost one,
But nobody cries for themself.
Luck is something
Best not tampered with,
So I keep it far from my hands.
But what can I do about
The rest of them?
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