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Death


The meeting point, the ending scene The final act of life play, When friends and foes all intervene So that the burial not delay They sob and moan and thou unknown To realms of the Mighty go Unending edge of Second life That touch we in a rhythmic flow As hymns and sacred words they chant As if sing for us lullaby And weep they so unkindly kind As if the Ocean they will dry The lonely soul to heavens go And leave the body in the dust The dust on dust in dust will lie Let world of dream in earth do rust
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Sabahat

English lecturer belongs from a Hamlet nearby Narowal. In love with beauty of nature and all that is linked with Lord, truth and nature_ a votary of nature and it's unending musical symphony

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