Light I don't see
But pretend as if I am free
To notice that I have sense
For not being tense
But am I fair?
To take care
For simple living
On earth and believing!
I feel heavenly blessed
When really traced
As luckiest soul
To have promised stay with call
Only I have to create love
For silent drive
Along with lane
For all brethren
I shall not be in position
To help in their rehabilitation
Yet my sympathy shall always carry
Simple humanitarian worry
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