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It's not for me to Question
It has been said since my birth, "this child will not live very long" so I wondered, asked Mother Earth the answer kept coming back, "be strong there is a reason, for now sing your song." Have you any idea what it is like to live with these problems year after year? Is today going to be my last good fight? I no longer dread, wonder or even fear I just accept that I am still here. God has a plan for me I know, but why? I'm not suppose to question His plan I know I still wonder though, why didn't I die? So when the grim reaper knocks, I say NO! I'm not ready yet, I do not want to go. So here I am and here I still do sit with all these problems that are all mine but I just don't care, no not one little bit because one day in God's precious time I will be healed and then leave this world behind. By: Cissyccr 7/21/08
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