I am trying to conquer
My hunger my thirst
Lamentation illusion
Also old age and death.
I am free from all desires
I am offering honor to others
I want truth and never cheat others
I am your well-wishing friend rather.
I am the only performer
I consider myself the best of all
I forgive and forget all offences against me
See me I am detached from my body
That is made up pus stool blood
You can say me perfect gentle man here.
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