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It pained to know That I am dead I searched within For the prana and pulse It was dead too. But why did it pain? When senses were dead too And who is this talking about it now? Me? Who is dead! Or is it me The unknown The unraveled The one that can never be dead Unattached, untouched and unscathed
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Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 10:50 AM UTC
I am that
It pained to know That I am dead I searched within For the prana and pulse It was dead too. But why did it pain? When senses were dead too And who is this talking about it now? Me? Who is dead! Or is it me The unknown The unraveled The one that can never be dead Unattached, untouched and unscathed
@Shashi 07/2010
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Sep 11, 2010
Sep 11, 2010 at 10:50 AM UTC
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