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remembering how my uncle died


'he has the ..

cancer


...'

she whispered
low
just below the table

hoping she wouldn't catch it
or give it to anyone else

'is it bad'
someone asked

she shook her head
'it's...

cancer...'

what more to say?
why even ask?

as good as dead really
my as well find a hangman
or a marksman
less suffering that way

and no whispering after.
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