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The Grief

It’s true that our road of life Doesn’t always spread with flowers. Sickness and death will arrive, No one knows whenever Our loved one will be dying; Life cannot roll over! Consider a dusky night Gives place to the daylight; Death brings in a deep grief, Our hearts need a close relief, Though grief will shortly be gone, Let our uneasy life goes on!

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Date: 11/2/2014 6:17:00 AM
Thank you for your comment. It could be right for one religion but not for another religion. The events around the world show us.
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Date: 11/1/2014 11:19:00 PM
It does go on as you say- uneasily. Death's finality is hard to bear sometimes.
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