Hold thyself strong
Clutching the strength
Raft along the breath
Nothing is here for stay
All clay and no more
Words jingle and tinkles
In sway of pain and pleasure
Neither the two barter theirs
Nor I havoc a play
To their own choice
Hold my might
In thy bit of compassion
This life, my strength did
The next life,
I wait your turn!
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