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I interviewed a women

With an illness in her heart

I was there to ask her questions

But  didn't know quite how to start

How do you ask a person

Who can count their life that's left

which moment they regret in life

And which one they liked the best

I didn't know how quite how to ask her

If she could give me some advice

When I was given my whole life to live

And she'd only got a slice

I was scared that she would judge me

For wasting minutes of her time

So I ask her just one question

As I heard her old clock chime

I asked her what it felt like

Knowing so soon she would die

As she told me her short answer

She looked me straight in the eye

" I might know my time is ending,

But pity for you is all I've got,

Since I wake knowing that I'm dying

But you wake pretending that you're

Not. "

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