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The Dialogues of the Dead Body

Now I am dead I have nothing to do; When I was alive, I was being called mad Cause I used to help others as like as tornedo. When I was alive, lots of people afraid of me Now an ant is ready to bite me indeed, My own body is not mine but the result of time Now I am totally abandoned. I had lots of near and dear ones, Now I have no one beside me, I have my jobs I did called real accompanies I will be judged for what I did in my lifetime.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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