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I once sat with a man who thought he knew it all.
He sat with his chest out, head up, all nice and tall.
When shall you die, I asked in kindness.
Please don’t mind, your highness.
He was down to earth after all.
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Muhammad Bayazeed
Faith | Inspiration | Expression | Love
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