Glory Of Death

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The candle must seek the flame ,
For her, it the only way to reach her true potential,
While she lights the way,
She tries her best to be the symbol of hope,
And while she burns away,
She knows that she has done enough,
Enough to deserving of the glory,
The glory of death.

-- Husain Kantawala

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