Quaid - Uz- Zaman Biography

This is inferno. It has let loose all the horrors.

We created it and loved or hated it.
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Not a great work,
other than this act of dying!
To make an end of a beginning—
this, a journey, woven with shadows and light,
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Everything I have, all borrowed and gifted;
And I owe to the small, high, and great.
Nothing is mine—innocence or crime—
And all that is acquired and inherited;
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All the crowd is moving, each soul with its rhythm;
The solitary moon with its constellations, the lonely star,
Or a pulsar light-years distant—
All the clouds and the deserted ones,
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Whatever I do, this or that is destined to happen,
According to Nature's laws, both mutable and immutable,
At His will.
The wind blows, changing its direction;
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