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There comes a time... a time in everyone's life, that you sit down at your most peaceful place listening to every key of your favorite melody and reflect on every minute lived on this earth. A time when fears encompasses you and uncertainty of tomorrow fills your thoughts. I am at that point now. Wondering if today was my last breath, if I touched as enough hearts If I gave a single soul hope to live If There will be a soul on earth whose my departure will touch. If there is someone who will weep for me If there is someone who will celebrate my little life. See, up to this far, I am not a millionaire. I don't drive a posh car or live in a mansion, But I am surrounded with souls. Souls that need to be encouraged, souls that need a simple hug. And despite not all material things Did I make a Difference...However tiny? If this was my final breath, which songs will remind the people around me of Me. So, however late it may be I choose to put down, down in my heart, Every memory every touch every smile. And to the Holder of my life I pray. That in Life, or In Death, HE shall Abide With Me. ©TheUnspoken
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
A Time...Every Passing Minute
There comes a time... a time in everyone's life, that you sit down at your most peaceful place listening to every key of your favorite melody and reflect on every minute lived on this earth. A time when fears encompasses you and uncertainty of tomorrow fills your thoughts. I am at that point now. Wondering if today was my last breath, if I touched as enough hearts If I gave a single soul hope to live If There will be a soul on earth whose my departure will touch. If there is someone who will weep for me If there is someone who will celebrate my little life. See, up to this far, I am not a millionaire. I don't drive a posh car or live in a mansion, But I am surrounded with souls. Souls that need to be encouraged, souls that need a simple hug. And despite not all material things Did I make a Difference...However tiny? If this was my final breath, which songs will remind the people around me of Me. So, however late it may be I choose to put down, down in my heart, Every memory every touch every smile. And to the Holder of my life I pray. That in Life, or In Death, HE shall Abide With Me. ©TheUnspoken
Listening to Emeli Sande - Abide With Me.
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
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