"How did you get your scar?" he asks.
"I got it in the war," I reply.
A war just like any other
but different
No guns
No bombs
No fire
But innumberable casualties.
Men, women, children, 
little babies fight this war
with chemicals
radiation
bare hands
Against an invisible enemy.
An enemy that shows no mercy
does no favors
allows no truces
kills indiscriminately
and constantly attacks
from behind our own front lines,
from within.
A war fought with spirit
With determination
With laughter
With love
Mourning the fallen
Celebrating the victorious
In the war against cancer

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