'to distract our hearts from ever missing them'
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"is there any, any, way to save him?"
the doctor scratched his head. this made phil rage.
"i don't fucking care about the price. tell me. what can save him?"
phil's demand was only met by the doctor's sorry glance.
"we couldn't save him anymore. he only has three days left. this is his final stage. i'm sorry to tell you this, but unless someone kind could donate their lungs, daniel howell wouldn't survive."
phil looked at the doctor, and he felt like punching him.
nothing can help him.
unless...
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Youth (phan)
Fanfiction'and if you're still breathing you're the lucky ones cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs' - based on the song youth by daughter
