Walking on the way; never look back
Whatever get stone-chips pebbles, straw,
Collect carefully and keep in the knapsack
Which is needful? which is not useful?
Never apply perception of difference;
Even getting a touchstone keep myself cool.
Home-minister things me a simpleton
On account of this unpardonable guilt
losing bottle-washer job, got emancipation.
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