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Friday, June 10, 2011

Why he was away, from truth ?

On the ground
He lied prostrate
And motionless
Defeated by death
Now there was
Nothing to worry
Nothing to fear
His body not feeling
The weight of
The wreath of flowers
Put by many
Some had tears
But were smiling
 In the heart
They were happy
He had died
He was helpless
Today he realized
Faces do not show
What’s inside the heart?
He was regretting
Why he was away
 From truth
During life time

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