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Pursuit

We all are Strung to His bow Waiting for the strike Of His arrows blow Hung between myriad desires We float Fighting gravity Solving ambiguity As long as we are destined To grow, flow and row

Praying Thee In need and greed The human creed In the end Hung between two states Of Karma cycle Life and after life Separated by Window of Death We are found afloat Praying for For Moksha His Saviours boat

Ankur

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