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Every single night, death comes and sits by my side Every time I shut my eyes, by his rules do I abide He taught me the intricate balance of questioning and acceptance He also showed me the innate frailty of structure and permanence I understood the difference between wisdom and knowledge Also why one must, without dismissing, eat one's porridge That a bat can carry numerous diseases without getting ill That seasons can bring change in the colours of a bird's bill That questioning oneself requires immense strength of will He taught me when to swallow my pride Whom to trust, and in whom to confide That one must take great caution while vowing vengeance What's done is done, and can never be undone by penance Things I never would've learned had I stayed on in college He showed me that it's but a myth, the idea we call "flawless" That bending the limits of one's mind can too be a thrill That it's tougher to bring life than it is to make the kill How ever hard you may try, life's essence you cannot distill
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 3:48 AM UTC
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Every single night, death comes and sits by my side Every time I shut my eyes, by his rules do I abide He taught me the intricate balance of questioning and acceptance He also showed me the innate frailty of structure and permanence I understood the difference between wisdom and knowledge Also why one must, without dismissing, eat one's porridge That a bat can carry numerous diseases without getting ill That seasons can bring change in the colours of a bird's bill That questioning oneself requires immense strength of will He taught me when to swallow my pride Whom to trust, and in whom to confide That one must take great caution while vowing vengeance What's done is done, and can never be undone by penance Things I never would've learned had I stayed on in college He showed me that it's but a myth, the idea we call "flawless" That bending the limits of one's mind can too be a thrill That it's tougher to bring life than it is to make the kill How ever hard you may try, life's essence you cannot distill
salil-panvalkar
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Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 3:48 AM UTC
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