Mum just told me that my uncle has decided to stop his chemo treatment.
This can only mean one thing eventually. A matter of years, months, weeks, or days...?
When I last saw him, I said I'll go back to see him.
And I hope I will see him again.
The news is hard to digest as it is. So very hard...
"Let our smile be filled with the pride of youth
And may it offer the most sincere prayer to tomorrow
...
Who can bear to see his sorrow's of yesterday
Take our smile away ?
Sing out your passion,
Extend both your hands.
Let me embrace your dream,
Let me own the true heart of your face.
Let our smile be filled with the pride of youth
Let us hope that tomorrow will be better..."
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