I want to play the flute of death
In my reality-life.Day in and day out,
I sing the song of utter destruction-night.Despondency is another name for my heart.
My hope-bird is almost dead. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 2, Agni Press, 1976
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