Death...

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Something that I penned couple of years ago ....... Thought of sharing "The fact of just vanishing forever fascinates me. Death, the gruesome fear of everybodies life has been a mystery, the life after that is unknown and the journey seems to be stale. " - Quoted by Sharon Supriya.

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