Be the guide to this miserable world
And the torch bearers greedy world
Purify the hearts with sweet talking
Give heights by your high walking
Live for those who have no smile on face
Give it to them with a little space
Let it blossom on their lips
Like a newly born flower with these tips
Have a light and delight in your life
And make it beautiful and sharp as knife
Have pride of the sky and go high
Appease between the Earth and the Sky
Make reach peace and love the pinnacle
So one can have joy with no obstacle
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