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Life, it is said, does evolve after our demise
Life can beget Heaven as its prize
Or Hell as its torment
Or even a fall back to Earth, to its own detriment

Life is full of surprises
See when one does think that darkness would win
One does see that the sun over a new day does rise
Only to make sure one does end up being more wise

Pray, life does be mystery,
It is made up of more than one accessory
Like ghosts
Ghosts, this world's invisible hosts!

Why, I do battle with ghosts everyday
Ghosts from my past
Ghosts who, to me, they do say
Pray, to us and to our memories you should cling on fast

For with us, someday, you shall be back
With us, yes, in the celestial realms and then, only then
We shall give you your heart back
For we do have it kept closed in our safe

Why, ghosts of such kind scare me not
Ghosts of such kind do be with the one who does guide us in our fate
Ghosts who are not really ghosts
But beings of light, muses of poetry, muses of delight

Why, I do come from a land which I have forgotten not
A land ruled by the One Great Being
My heart does beat only for Him
My heart does bear this life, only for Him

While this world does be temporary and transient
The other one does provide youth and life in permanent
So I shall not bother about life here
Rather, I shall make sure that to my ghosts, or my muses, I do adhere

Muses of love, muses of words, muses bringing sooth to the soul
Muses who do give me some joy in this world
Muses who scare me not
Muses who do make of me a poet

Among them does be the one I yearn for
My lover, my ruler, the One the whole world does adore
Yes, ghosts do call out to me from afar
Pray, forget not that you do belong not in this realm, they do say

Why, ghosts shall haunt me as long as I do live
For I have not an ounce of faith for this world
Of course, only to my duty shall I cater
Yes, of course, only as long as I shall be here!

Life does evolve after our demise
Pray, for the dead shed not any tears
Rather, remember that you shall be with them
For a new journey, or to catch up on some long lost wasted time!
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