How Amy beat cancer

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You described it as your body in a bad dream,

All the moons you ever saw became white blood cells

Some would devour all the sunsets you saw but that was okay

“I’ll beat this when I sleep and then it is I who will own the dreams”.

 

You described the inability to walk as a dance with God herself

she watched us wash you in preparation for stars and fell in love with you.

I have not understood this world but the planets that were your eyes have become, yes

I think that night your Father orbited them and knew heaven was a slum of auras.

 

In the final breath a calmness ate us but it was never cancer, it was nothing to us,

Amy died with the way she lived, eyes open taking the world in like it was the last tide.

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