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To See Sun Again

Lowered down into the earth,

Encased in this cozy coffin,

Amid flowers and prayers,

now, no more how’s and ‘where’s

I can hear the sniffled cries,

some sobs essenced in the air,

reaching till me, where I lay bare

I absorb and gather all these,

now my ‘rations’ in this narrow lease.

The last rays of sun squeeze in,

Before the mud drowns,

Me and my new din

Can I ever get out?

I t might sound funny,

But its my wish,
To again see sky so sunny!

With passing time,
I see my remains merge,

With seeds around,

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