You must write my dear,
Says he,
Wishing me the best on dashain,
You must be creative,
For that is the only thing
That remains when we are gone
Born among men who pursue
Fame and immortality, am i
And i think of the men and women
Who, having no such dreams
(And cannot even have
Delusions to such grandeur),
Pursue fleeting moments
The only thing they can pursue
Wealth belongs to the king
And life belongs to death
They sing,
And only love,
Belongs to you and me
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