Nothing to repent, dear,
Nothing is yours.
Nothing is a failure
And nothing is a success.
Be clear about the world first,
It is in no way related
To your very purpose or
Your very activity.
No treasure no loss,
No progress no benefit,
Know the truth and the vital
Aspects of your own state.
But just live satisfactorily
With what you get when.
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