28.11.2024
I am a voyager on the earth, A penitent and hardly worth A thought or even thinking about Among the million souls come out Of darkness' fold to see the light, Dull perhaps, deprived of sight Yet one who truly would progress In adoration to the Truth Despite the universal stress.
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