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Hi Raj,

Ur right...they never die.They live on, in those who love them. They haunt our hopes, creep into the indiscernible dreams of our darkest nights, breath life into our gauzy morning languor, crowd us in the loneliest of evenings and walk with us in the deserted alleys of the city. As we cry our crystal teardrops, they cheer their own victory...they never leave.

Suji