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I am feeling sore
Over
His death
When he breathed his last
I was son of rich man
Could reach
Anywhere with influence
And in his presence
Now he has gone
So much work has to be done
All big people have deserted
I feel being cheated
Now I feel his loss
He was real boss
At home and outside
Who had power to decide?
One must learn
How to turn?
When tide is against
And water level has reached up to chest
Get prepared
When faced
By odd situation
And create safe position
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