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Every second we live it becomes our past.
We have a limited number of seconds
to convert them into the past.
How we do it is up to us.

We get one in a lifetime chance to live.
Our life is so precious and we live
as if our life is not worth living.
We do not care for our life.

Lying in the hospital with electrodes stuck
all over my chest, hands and my legs
they tested my heart, drew charts
of the rhythm of the heart.

The heart that has been keeping me alive
through all these years I have taken
for granted hard-working heart.
Today I value my own heart.

Tears flowing from eyes of loved ones
made me realise my life belongs
to the loved ones those cry
at a thought of losing me.

I promise them that I will take good care
and will live on once more just for
the loved ones who love and care.
I have got reasons to live on.

Kris ~ Dreamweaver

Inspired by my son's tears. He cried when
he knew I was sent to the Emergency Room
today 3rd May 2007, For the heart condition.


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