You don’t teach,
To dream,
And then take away,
Leaving little few.

But it isn’t you,
Of course,
You always struggled,
And that made you

If it was dreams,
You wouldn’t be you
The truest true

In times like these,
I truly wish,
For a beautiful possibility,
An after-life anew.

But no more dreams,
For now,
Let’s bury the ones from past,
A few moments with you

Life hasn’t been kind,
We knew,
The problem is the dreams,
Yet dreams made you.

Now this, the void,
Life askew,
The word of the day, and the world,
Irrfan, you!

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