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WHY
WHY

We all know this, that souls come n souls go; come they alone n also go alone

And we the living,  even after knowing all this; their departure grieve n mourn.

Mourn perhaps that we never can see them again,  nor speak to them on phone.

Inspite of our knowledge n all this information, why oh why can't we this fact accept !

Why do we then let this sorrow into our lives seep; can we not some anaesthetic inject ?

Our mind knows it all,  yet our heart accepts it not; can someone explain this difficult concept.

Seers please help.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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