The trees standing one by one
like men walking for the funeral.
The silence of darkness
is murmuring the last prayer.
The only moon in the sky
is giving that last touch.
All came to an end and
no more dreams, aims and
days to do all sins.

Today I am happy because
I am equally treated and
no one can escape from
the hands of death.

No special for rich or
poor, tall or short, male or female.
Some have gone through it.
Some are waiting for it and
some are not yet aware of it.
No one to share the experience
and no one can share it to others.
It may be sweet or bitter but
everyone have to experience it…


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