When your brain is not pure
Expect not any good from anywhere.
Extend not yourself
When your process is low.
So long as you are living
Hope for the best
No untoward incident is there
To happen.
See things
In a rightful way
And observe your own
Journey and style.
Go not anywhere
Leaving yourself.
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