Immunodeficient

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You were born immunodeficient.
While you can’t be blamed for flawed genes,
You didn’t do anything to protect yourself either.
That was my responsibility.
For 13 years, I fought your disease—
Murdered your parasites, battled your cancer.
But then, I got sick.
Tried as I might, I couldn’t kill your virus.
Letting it consume you was the only way to save me.
Your son was born immunodeficient.
While you can’t be blamed for flawed genes,
You’re not doing anything to protect him either.

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