Will Day
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Category : Poems
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Dark days come...When our grandparents will die,When parents die,When relatives die,When close friends die.And we have to get used to the ideaThat they are all gone,But we don't knowIf we will be able to see them again.. While we will stay here for a while,When it will be our turnTo make room for new borns,"This is the rhythm of our life"; they said.