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Raam he breathed in
Raaam...
death drew his last breath out.
His queens sat in silence
As they felt his life ebb
He lay on the cold floor
Not by his side his sons four.
Finally finding peace
From what he had feared most
In perfumed oils his soul waited
The queens beside him sat in a shroud of white
Ayodhya too waited
Will the son be ready to be crowned
Or will his soul to be tormented and pained?
Anupamaa
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