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This is my day,

The day when people will cry for me,

The day people will regret that they didn't get a chance to know me.

The day a vivid reflection of my character is acknowledged for all the good and bad.

The pain a family shares hurts deeply knowing that death is the cause of countless tears.

Where young life's ambitions are partially satisfied or just potential wasted

If a souls like bodies ever meet again

Love, hope and faith will be the language of the afterlife.

What a celebration to the ending of a chapter.

Is this really the beginning of the end?

Or is death a statement of freedom of the soul being released

From a dirty sinful body?

Only death can tell.

The only thing that remains ice clear is life comes once and goes too quick

Regardless the age you die, 20 or 80.

Who knows what could have happened if you remained in existence for an

Extra day to say "I lived well for that moment".

A life principle's of hope, faith and loves all related back to the last seconds

Of a life that achieves these three gifts will make death seem less dramatic.

The one thing that everybody in the in whole wide world has in common

Still remains the only thing nobody is ever ready for when it steals.

A new journey where time and distance are irrelevant as the destination is what you

Truly deserve and determined by how you served your worldly life.

They say Shakespeare's work was ahead of it's time

However this is a piece of literature that is ahead of life

So I guest there is no comparison.

Are you ready for that special day?

Some say it's as close as a dream

But as distant as the furthest Milky Way.

The moment your heartbeat stops for escape that's when

It will all become clear for all those who had lived.