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Hidden gift

On the day that I was born they told me I was dieing it broke my mothers heart my father started crying.
They told me  any day now but this went on for years a miracle I'm still alive but I  longer cared.
I lived  each day for its self  as if it was the last I didn't have a future and cared not for my past .
I filled everyday with all that I could do taking every chance because I knew I had so few .
My life was filled laughter I cherished everyday nothing took for granted I lived just for the day .
As I grew older and looked back on my life a life full of happiness Id had no time for strife 
I thought about the hidden gift from far back in my past of living every day as if it was my last 
Written by Warlord
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