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Nov 15, 2009
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Thanks to my Lord and Thanks a lot
Thanks to my Lord and Thanks a lot
I was pure when I was a child
as a dew drop on a grass top
I have been polluted
from my five to fifty
Lie entered first in my life and
greed followed and entered as guest
Lust dominates in my rest
These have turned me as a beast
Wine pulled me in to his nest
Yes my devil started there to hunt
Tears and pains were too far
Up to the existence of Satan in my mind
Just a drop from His mercy fell down in my heart
All my sins have gone to hell
My mouth has closed and eyes opened
Mind Is in His love with an overwhelming bliss
How fortunate i am!
That I had His grace as a gift
Thanks to my Lord and Thanks a lot
— SAKTHEEE2007, Nov 15, 2009
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