15.11.2024
An avaricious spendthrift is she, The one I have supported all these years, As child beloved, though not of me, And one supposedly of peers Working through the vale of tears, On behalf of Auroville, Attempting to correct the ways The evil force with humans plays Striving in the dark to fill The tenuous darkness with her rays Of truth that all the world could see, And yet, and yet, who is she?
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