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Just as its memory,
From this world will fade.
The carrying ripples became distant,
The ashes hesitant,
But this was its ultimate fate,
For which it was meant.
The nears and dears
Utter their silent byes,
Not asking,
Any how, when and why’s!
30 | Dr. Abhiruchi Makker Kalia
