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Life
Life, a fragile thread
Joining soul and body bed
Dangling loosely,
Breathing silently,
Beating quickly.
Continues the journey of life
One moment it's there,
In other, it's gone
Turning a person into a body.
You cannot hold it
Cannot grab it
Cannot beg it not to leave,
As it filters through the sieve
And evaporates like a fragrance
Leaving all in a trance.
Where it's now ?
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