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I have been drinking the draught mixed with pain closing the eyes in every breath, that's all, and that others may not become unhappy with this happening, putting a curtain over my face and hiding suffocation | go on drinking the draught; to say only am going on living.
When will this paryaya (mode of life) end? When will this body depart? Tell me Mother!
Whether my life will elevate or not, getting innumerable virtues will bend or not; strike some remedy, Mother! Take away the calamity yourself, Mother!
And listen, don't delay,
Silent Soil :: 5
