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that burning torch

WHEN we are dead in this oppressing world,
War from here, betrayed from there
Left alone from company, in grief we curl
Can’t turn around where past is blown somewhere

Oh! Then we see that burning torch at our house
Another hope to destiny
We gait towards death and back it glows
And make us remember “ this too shall pass in our way , hold to it firmly :


This torch may never blow out!
Because it shows to paths
One to who ,roams out at night bout
Other to who, is full of sorrow sunk in his wrath




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