It really didn’t, did it?
When you took this beautifully bespoke blonde wig courtesy of your very own mother and caressed your periled head to a point of no return
Earned it all, and for one such night it did feel as though it might have remained that way
I didn’t care one little bit if you cried and vomited through each and every last dance, these hands are all that I can remember – manicured and incredibly ready to serendipitously place it all back together perhaps
You made the cancer something that I will never get to forget and I just must thank you for that

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