O, Thanks - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
how can I help you!
I myself is helpless,
See here with all these
air and water and light.
All these are not mine
And I am indebted to them
As then have given me this life,
And in this life I am telling
It is I though I know
I is very dangerous and
ask me not how.
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