As Death Comes To Me
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The light will fade from my eyes
As I watch the moment coming
Silently like a whiff of wind
The flowers will stop blooming
And bees will stop humming
As my eyes will go blind
I will feel short of air inside me
Limbs will turn cold and stiff
I will lose grip of my hands
Just some whispers I will listen
Around me and that may be of
My family and friends
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