Passer-byes are all of us Simply because no one will remain On this planet one day, We are all departing into the other world With or without our choice, That in-between period which is between Our birth and our death, We think that period that occupies our birth Into our death as long as we think, but In fact, it is the shortest period ever, Our whole life is like that of any Fall's life, We are only passer-byes in the whole of our life Simply because we are going to move towards our last trip in life, We are temporary people here, so We must leave our own world Sooner or later as only passer-byes... ______________________________________________________________________
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