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Jan 2016
retiring rich was a myth, the world
carry cotton on to the fire
never understood, we don't need  
anything at old age
see the fake inside and try
escape from conditioned thoughts
let chased by  diseases
a reward of our life…
waiting for our death
in hospital, was not for
we are born..
come out, live like animal
die peacefully, we have
enzymes in our body
to bear the hell…
JP
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JP  INDIA
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