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3d
Grand father knows
His end is near
But he has no fear

He prepared his will
Taught me few skills

When I die
Don't cry
Take me to PGI

Donate my body
My liver is right
My kidneys are bright
My eyes have sight

Don't waste time
If organs not chime

Still it will be good for research
How this old man go for long life search

When they return my body
Take me for electric cremation

I don't want to cut down any tree
To make my body free
Written by
Vanita vats
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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