Stare Out My Window

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As I stare out my window, looking at the big blue sky

I sit there and ask the Lord our Savior why I must die,

They tell me I have only a few more days to enjoy this earth,

Because I was diagnosed with a rare disease ever since birth,

My life has been full of trauma and pain until the last day,

It will be then when I can be at peace and have nothing to say,

My family will mourn my death, and all will be sad,

But I will rejoice for the life I never had,

I am frightened and curious to what is to become of me,

On the day my judgment is served and how long my sentence will be,

As I stare out my window looking at the big blue sky,

I realize my fate and begin to cry. 

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