?A Poem by PearWhat is this life to me? What are you to me? Why there is no cure at all? Why does this tobacco tar need to smeared all over my soul? Who did this? Must you, god. What kind of messed up god are you? Come down to love? Give me those unreachable tasks? Are you joking me? blood cancer. Should I take it as a welcome gift to back home? take me right now, please!
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