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wear sunscreen and cover up. 2008 melanoma
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Last night I dreamed I was dying. I knew it was coming. I wasn’t scared. It was so clear. I felt the end approaching like a wave and suddenly I was drifting away. My senses shutting down. With all of my effort I reached out and grabbed your hand, looked at you and said “I love you”. I could feel the smile on my face. I was content. I awoke. It was 1:44 am June 4th 2013
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