Sunflowers die with the coming of night
Like men die with the coming of birth.
The countdown starts with the first cry
Goes on and on till the final sigh.
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It's the sadness and the fate in this great poem that remember us about our life cycle as a second between birth and death,
You got it right, Si Abderrahmane.Thank you for reading it.