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I can hear the whisper now
That has chased me all these years:
“Here my girl, this way!”
And like a talisman,
It has guarded me all this while,
From the rough weather
To the wrong company
In the journey of life.
And in life after death,
Two things matter –
The road and the companion;
The destination is
Largely decided by destiny.
