I read this poem . It is wonderful
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Imagine …the life…
How the life will become?
When you are alone
Without a name
Or any shame
And you don’t feel the pain
Or any blame
Your life became the same
And you don’t need a plan
Then you will not remember soon
How to listen to poem
Or feel the rain or the storm
Or smell the wood burn
Are you will be fine?
No …I will not be fine
My life is not the same
Without my name
Or my feeling
Even it’s some time
The life is not fair
But that’s a nice dream
For all of us and specially for me
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Imagine …the life…
How the life will become?
When you are alone
I would rather be dead
Thank you brother