Desires and passions
I am offering
Right or wrong
Not in my knowledge
My mind is not in fear
I know further
What are here
Not mine
Focus is not my intention
And I am free atleast
Not knowing anything
I know hearing has no truth
I know saying has no hands legs
I know no direction is there
In walking in running
No specific job allotted
To me here till evening
And when I go to sleep
There are so many queries
That I need not answer.
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