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Get well soon.

You are that cute short girl
who harbors a magnetic heart.
You tend to attract every soul
you bump into.
Now that malady wants
to wipe out that impeccable smile,
that satisfying laughter,
It wants to dry the pool of joy
within you.
That's absurd.
You are stronger than Hercules
A fierce fire in the rain.
You beat all odds.
That illness is no exception.
You're get through it.
Get well soon.
©awanjo