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The Day I Was Born

Instead of smiling , She was crying A moment of silence replace tumults of joy; Thus the day i was born, A day when the sun sat on the nook of horizon east, Thus when the angels, The lords sung benediction along with a dirge, But on a hallowed neon day with my sister's breath i was born In her calls, I hear my calls to In her cries, I cried out to meet the world and when she opened her eyelets, I recieve my sight Thus she call me "Thomas" She say there was no even a chance i could be alive She say ,she doubt i could live long and still today the star is shining in darkness Thus the truth lying in her soul resting in peace "Based on a true story....,Sometimes we are born but not just the same some cry to meet the world and some could not have the chance....and so as i"

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