Death came sneaking in, yesterday
A life, quite alive, was no longer so
When we can enter is not in our hands
Nor can we take a call when we would go.
(14-12-17)
A life, quite alive, was no longer so
When we can enter is not in our hands
Nor can we take a call when we would go.
(14-12-17)
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