It was unknown to myself about what death is to a life,
Just to be simple it takes ones life away,
Without any mercy,
Without any empathy,
Without any realization, and thoughts or perhaps believes,
Life is simple when one thinks he can have it all but he can't.
There was a time when I was adolescent,
I was naive,
I was perplexed,
I was living in a denial,
There I was standing facing my father's graveyard and just looking and praying,
A time will come when we shall meet again. I promised.
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