When my final moment arrives.
I hope that the birds will sing.
That the sun shines brighter than ever before.
That the laugh of children echoes.
And that I live on.
In the songs.
In the memories.
And in the hearts of those I once touched.
A sign that I once belonged to this world.
This was written by our contributing writer, Luna Baic.
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