Dear Lupus,
I don't know the meaning of the word defeat. I fight until I break and bend...until I'm twisted and stretched, then I get up, wipe myself off and fight some more!
No matter what you do, I'm not going down without a fight. I'm going to come up swinging and fighting for my life!
You've been warned!
InThe Fight Of My Life,
Me
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