Play of truth and
Play of falsehood
Are going on here,
Always on this earth
And you are saying
It is for us,
It is ours,
It is ever fresh,
Very enchanting,
Very delightful,
Divine and blissful,
it is appealing and
It is touching,
Necessary for living.
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