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Oct 2021
Life is a bridge
Between birth and death.
Death has no title
Whatever, whoever
It is death.
Death has no heart
There is no new start.
What's death?
It's not losing breath.
It is the end of the bridge.
Written by
Naceur Ben Mesbah  M/Tunisia
(M/Tunisia)   
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