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The Pearly Gates open the Doorman gently checks the
Belongings
It is just a broken Needle
That is all that this Soul could Muster but the needle
Threaded a Raiment and there Standing Christ
A man was looking at the Raiment where the Torn Edges
Could Smell the Blood of Desert
Saladin ordered from Palate and Vichitrachitta in the
Sangam era going Forward Chronicling the Death of Deatth
As a star is Born out of It
The Fire of Fore The Pyre of Pyres had After all reached
Its Final Resting Place over Tiloniaite Skies
On a Moonless Night Starlight keeping the Solar Flares
Coming from New Campus right through the Hillock
There Looking Breathless Soaring and Now
Shining like Rubies and
Emerald
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