Who am I, let me know mother,
Who am I, really who I am.
I wonder and I wander
Where am I and what I am.
Mother, let me know and
Save me from frustration.
Am I a corpse, mother?
No, not at all. I am
A living creature, that I know.
But delusion is there
In me, my mother.
I am here with you,
You said; worry not
My dear son, you are
The truth here with me.
And I fear not,
And I care not,
And I stay here
With you, divine pardon.
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