I seek your pardon
With folded hands,
And I pray to intimate
My mistakes anywhere
That may come across,
For rectification.
I seek your pardon,
I assure to go
With your direction.
I know I have to live,
I know while living
I have to commit mistakes.
And you are there my dear,
To give option and unification.
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