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Mar 2012
I didn't expect it to be at my front door,
I didn't know I was next,
Next to be gone,
Gone in a land of void,
Where nobody has ever returned,

I will not be the first,
Not the last either,
I will be somewhere in the middle,
But first I need to respond to Death,

That is still waiting at my front door,
I don't have the courage to take it,
But I must still,
For everyone has to die one day,
So why not today?

But I won't because somebody wants me,
In a land faraway,
I can't break the promise,
But follow to my victory,
For very soon,
I am not going to open the door for Death.
Mukul
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