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It is not far away, the place to which they go.
It is just beyond the starlit skies;
it’s where the moonbeams grow -
And night is day and day is night and sorrow comes no more.
Where love abides beyond the tides upon a golden shore,
And we must wait here for awhile - until it’s time to go.
Although we carry on, we mourn, because we miss them so;
And through the years, GOD dries our tears…
ye aap ham to bojh hai.n zamiin kaa
zamii.n kaa bojh uThaane vaale kyaa hue
[This message has been edited by Amjad Chohan (edited January 27, 2002).]