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We do not know

who cares for us

live or dead



nor do we know

our end

now or ever



which meeting with whom

is the last

we do not know



when darkness gushes

in from the breach

sky sinks down



as stranger we come

as stranger

we pass



like withered grass

uncelebrated

unmourned, unknown





--R.K.SINGH