For my miserable condition,
It is I, who is responsible.
I am inclination,
I am disinclination,
And all resultant activities.
I am taking birth,
I am going towards death.
Death is nothing, but
Changing the place, time, form,
And so many things here.
I am here and I discover me,
I am sure and certain
In my space that has
No limitation.
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