That I do not want to hear
Tell me not I am not interested
Tell me what you want to tell.
Tell me what I remember
I remember only one thing
That I am in death-bed
And you are asking my last wish.
No word uttered from me
And I am burning, burning pyre
Am I terrified, no, not at all
I told you but you are mum.
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