The smell of death is coming from all quarters
And here is a life that still can't understand what it is to be alive
She is running with all her spirit
Ignoring all the eyes that are trying to stare through her
Pushing aside the hands
That are trying to hold her
To own her
She has to reach her little one
Who stays across the sea
She has to reach there before death engulfs her own mortal self
To embrace her precious little one
And to tell her
That she loves her dearly
And will continue to love her
Even after death engulfs her own mortal self
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