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A lot of words I read today,
With different meanings, different shades;
So different, but they said one thing;
They all were meant to pass the gates
of life to enter death's regime.
However, big a person is,
Whatever fame and name he has,
The author of this book of life,
Will never let his name stay,
Forever in this life's book.
However , beauty of thy face
For me amidst this life and death,
is like a goodly glass of wine,
That brings me peace and blissful calm
Amidst the threats of finitude.
Khalid Jamil Rawat
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