forgiveness

bedaubed in the blue and purple
residue from the slashing scalpels
that tore the growing cancer from
its home, movement comes slowly
cautious attention leans into
where empty now, beloved parts
once lived, knowing that it was
the essence of who you are that
tried to kill you, mourns the soul
begs forgiveness from the light.

Cancer cell

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