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Born To Die

Have you ever seen one of those children who was born to die, and they knew it.? Have you seen the compassion and sorrow? being emitted from her eyes.? Did you notice the child born to die? had an aura of extraordinary radiance; Somehow more beautiful than the healthy child, and seemingly wiser.? Those sorrowful yet wise eyes; My eyes speak to their eyes. And ask why, why the sorrow, their eyes answered my eyes; My sadness is for you; My eyes speak again; Why were you born to just come and go? Why was I to bore you just to bear the burden of your leaving.? Why did God place you in my womb? before cutting his own ties with you.? Why is your human so breathtakingly beautiful.? Your intellect was superb. Why did God place you in my womb? Did you come to teach me how to love? Did come to show me how to live -? Or just to remind us that death is an inevitable angel sent to help us realize that tomorrow is not a promise.? Life is not entitled to us no matter how special we think we are. We all are just visitors passing through, spirits occupying the same space in time; In a blinking of an eye, we could be gone...Just like that! I cannot help but feel the tears heat my cheeks, As I am still fulfilled by the joy of your existence, no matter how brief. As every emotion rush in, I cannot help but feel your strength, I prepare new thoughts. Now grateful for your visit, and the lessons that you taught. No matter what, I must not worry, No matter what, I must not cry for eternity. “One day soon you'll understand why I'm the child - Who was Born to Die”!

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