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Mar 2012
Once I met an endlessΒ Β end,
a pointless point and a bendless bend.
So was she lying in her bed.
Half asleep, half awake.
The winds were roaring in the windows,
life was so no more casting a shadow.
I sat by her side,
as she was only my guide....
She held my hands,
I looked into her eyes.
So she asked for a pledge that night.
"You will always remain in my sight."
Perhaps I may, perhaps I might.
How can I ever forget that sight.
So was I keeping my words,
So was I holding her hands.
But her SOUL flew away,
and my DEAR DEPARTED today....
Written by
Ummarah Khan
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