1
Fixing the mind on truth
I raise my head
And walk on and on.
I packed my whole thoughts
That are good and
Beneficial to all.
2
So many skies
So many airs and fires
So many mouths and eyes
So many diseases and viruses
So many weapons and
Still wonderful world
Wonderful earth
With so many colours!
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