Who asked you, O World,
To find fault with meConstantly?
Who asked me
To make mistakesRepeatedly?
Who asked God
Not to illumine usCompassionately?
You, God and I:
Indeed,Three incorrigibles.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 14, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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