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Feb 2019
I am Lazarus!
  Come from the dead,
  To tell ’bout the dread;
      The land there is the same here,
      The souls there the bodies here,

Nothing different, but the tumid river.

To cross the river,
Is a shock and shiver
You, here , they, there
Are the same but a sigh asunder
          The living and the dead.
Muhammad Shahab
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Muhammad Shahab  21/M/Pakistan
(21/M/Pakistan)   
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