Sisters In The Soul
A Story of Best Friends and Cancer
By Kathe WrenPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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I know what the black spaces mean
Before the doctor even starts to speak
My best friend and I would never grow old together
No family history, too young
Just random bad luck they said
Rare
Cancer didn’t care
That our friendship was once in a lifetime
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Kathe Wren
Native Texan, Indigenous to the Americas
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