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Death I am closing my eyes , I am soaring above the skies, here in the 19th height where there are no lies, Are these the things which happen when a person dies. Death is the ultimate stop, It's so sudden like doors knock. It's the experience which no one wants, but when achieved no one flaunts . After Death what does happen ? is there some place of eternally blessed salvation where we are drawn . what is soul ? is it something which is an actor in a body doing the living role ? All I can I say about what all I understand , That point of death is a courtroom and all we living beings are in remand.
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