Even though we are both old soldiers you still like nestling in the little of the spot behind my back and the chair. We have been through many chairs, computers and desks. We've fought many things together and now you are fighting to live. I'll always have your back like you've had mine. I know its a battle we cannot win but I can't stop trying because you would never give up on me.
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