Be My Guest O Death
A Aniruddha Pathak
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Books of life never are fully writ,
Cosmic egg comes with blank space unlit,
Come O death if ye must,
Ready am I if just,
We have an old custom, guests to greet.
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Reflections | 04.09.15 |
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