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Nov 2014
The poor guy
is not afraid
of his dreary death
in its regular uniform.
He is afraid,
the cries of kith and kin
may awake him
from eternal slumber
when his corpse
keeps burning
Written by
Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao  India
(India)   
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