Live Body
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Live body
Nothing is certain
When you maintain the position
In wrong direction
Where as it always gives us pain
Better we pick and start
The life as an art
With simple resolve
"Life is only meant to love"
It has everything
To make you feel wrong
But in fact it is real truth
We are live body till death
The moment you are gone
You shall be picked up and done
The body shall be consigned to flames
Or buried in graves
What had we in mind?
When we all were acting unkind
Behaving as if gone insane
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