When a calabash is broken
Who will mend it?
When a light is covered with a bucket
How will it eliminate the darkness?
The nail has fallen in the sea
Who will find it?
For this life we all live
We must all surely fall asleep
Eternally
Eternally, asleep
For we all wish to dream blossomy
For this is the beginning of our journey
Fare well you
Have a nice sleep.
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The ultimate end of life - Death. beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH.