The Dash
I see him sleep in peace
In the coffin he lies
Between numbers, a dash
That’s what catching my eyes.
Billionaire or homeless
Living saint or devil
Happiness or sadness
No digits can describe.
Now his entire life
Along with achievements
Are represented by
The dash of fulfillment.
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