Jahan Zeb Biography

After that day of our departure,
I gave my soul nothing but torture,
Calling you to memory all the time,
Made my moments the most sublime,
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In a garden green we sat
My hand in yours
Yours held I
Roses around
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Loved to hear brave Hercules deeds,
Watched Superman for his flying traits,
Dreamed to be Spiderman for human needs,
Ironman merely against aggressive cats,
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Confused and lost he wandered the whole day
From street to street all through town
Having no aim, knowing no destination
Wasting hours doing deeds destructive
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I think of things without certain things,
Earth without men, kingdoms without kings,
Life without death, white without black,
Day without night, Light without dark,
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