Life And Death
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Rahman Henry
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Are you growing parallel to death?
Countless, numerous, dead cells are
Growing there, in your body.
Cutting, eliminating, regularly taming them
Your survival, your beauty, your life.
It seems
Oblivion of death means:
Life expectancy for a few days more!
Still, none can get rid of death;
Everyday, gradually
It grows a little throughout living bodies.
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