You're the one who handles
The strings with Your hands
We are the puppets who play
The roles in all the forms.
On this strange world stage
We're toys of various colors
You give life to each of us
And enjoy the play backstage.
Till our lives last here
We play with all caution
Eagerly we wait to obey
Your direction in an instant.
As players in step with time
Determined to succeed well
We'll follow with diligence
All the rules You've laid.
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