The True Abode
A story is life
Written with a sharp edged knife
Strife, suffering all shout
This is what life is all about
Happiness too can pierce darkness
But one wants a true abode with all fairness
Where is that abode
We keep changing it once aboard
A mystery is life
Like behind a veil stands a beautiful wife
Only after death is an abode given
The tomb stands between the world and heaven
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