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Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Leaving a Will!

Times struck hard Lonely thunders, lonely altar 
 
Growing old isolated Thoughts shroud me cover, uncover Grown in Bondage one part , 
 
Also Unknowns blessed And not seek their part History of suffrage seeded in mind
 
For me and them Pricks me awake and close Am I living thousand deaths Or that Dying moments I fail to live...... 
 
Before I leave as I pray Will is difficult to ink it dark Bequeathed to generous souls,
 
Taught me what to wonder Against hardliners wish Epitaphs lives on borrowed lines "Love You ALL", Will, I may forget to draft
 
By: Prashant

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