In the time it takes to breathe,
my house is gone.
In the time it takes to yell "Nate!!!",
my son is gone.
In the time it takes to stand up,
my daughter is paralyzed.
In the time it takes to cry,
100 prayers are sent above.
In the time it takes to grieve,
well, anything, for I'll never stop grieving on this side of heaven.
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