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My Lord,

Sometimes I think

How unkind You are to me

For allowing me,

For such a long time,

To roam idly in indulgence-land. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 2, Agni Press, 1998
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