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Feb 2010
I was sitting on the sidelines
When I saw this girl--
She was skipping, hopping, laughing
She even threw in a twirl.

I stopped her for a minute
Asked her why she laughed so much.
She said, For me, this world's hard,
And life is bleak, so day by day,
I know I can't give up.

You see, I am so sick, she said
And I don't have much time.
But even with sixty-five roses
Life can be enjoyed.

So I do what makes me happy,
I laugh until I cry
Push regrets into the past
And sing my song out loud.

I said, Wow, that's amazing.
She shrugged and smiled at me;
Inspired me to join her,
Live life the way it should be

I'm no longer on the sidelines,
Because life is just a game.
And the hurts, the cuts, the bruises,
Don't matter in the end.
Written by
Serena Jungers
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