Most days floated by on smooth waters living in a house boat where i was sorta a captain . Mornings usually started with a hearty breakfast . This Labor Day morning arrived with bright sunlit clear reflections on the waters surface . Memories of yesterdays mingled with todays reality . An outlook for hope will be a difficult challenge . Cancer is a wake up call like no other . Soon my inner screaming will end a quite despair .
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