" Last breath twisting of my lungs, last time in my eyelid her shadow pinched,a long delay in my heart beat will prove me as I'm no longer, she will far across Nile river collecting rubies and I will near Ganges river with melody of death"
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I am walking on a road which ll go in a world wherr there ll be full of peace and light. There i ll sit under a tree which ll be covered by green grasses and flowers smelling a specific smell. No one ll be there to bother me with my work. Me and my poem forever with a happy ending.