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Even after losing, You concede no defeat. | |||
You bring the living just to give them misery; | |||
You | In anguish, they forsake everything worldly. | ||
With flowers the thorns still abide; | |||
And side by side with flood is an ebb-tide. | |||
With honeycombs the sting of bees is there; | |||
Even the purest nectar, it is not unsullied. | |||
Or is it that to give a sense of happiness, | |||
You've maintained the pain along with it? | |||
To rid us of disgrace from being dirty, | |||
a | You make us put on the necklace of ascetic glory. | ||
You | |||
You | |||
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