O knife of cynicism,
What you truly areIs a seed
Of helpless, hopeless, useless self-pity,Plus soulless and godless unreality.
And yet something more:Utter futility.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 6, Agni Press, 1979
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