The fear of death

The day he was born
He was scared,
thinking of the day he will be gone
He lived his life with a constant fear,
a fear of loosing himself or his dear
He lost few on the way
Cried like a baby
But as they always say :
Every soul on the earth has to go
Life is a river which has to flow
To meet the body of infinity
And loosing its own identity
learn from the river
dance without fear
Live every moment as if its the last
Enjoy the present and cherish the past
Death is hidden in future’s  fog
Meet death and give death your tightest hug.
because the day the fear of death is gone
You live your life full on

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