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Jul 2013
A sharp pure white light,
Just a bright white light,
When dying you see it...

But I have a sensible explanation,
You'd say 'Oh it was so obvious!'
When I tell *'It's due to haemorrhage in vision cortex of the brain.'
Dear poets & readers, it is just our vision rig in the brain giving up that those who are about to die see a blinding pure white light and nothing else. Peace.
My HP Poem #368
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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