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I used to pray for


I used to pray for death but it would never come no matter how hard I tried my life had just begun I wanted to skip to the last page of the story called my life but it wouldn't happen because it wasn't time then came irony and he brought along a twist I was diagnosed with a heart disease and only six months to live after such a big scare I found out I'm ok and though that time is over I'm thankful for everyday everyday is a blessing everyday has a purpose no longer am I afraid I'm approaching life nerveless
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