When someone who is
Asks
Am I going to die
You lie
You smile softly
Shake your head
And say
No
With all your heart
Breaking
You make a point
Of saying
See you in the morning
Even though you know
You may not
You acquire
The patience of a saint
Because you know
This is it
You say
It will be okay
Knowing full well
It won't
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