Poor traveler

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"Poor traveler"
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I look for goodness, where sin ray
I threw away the world where they love.
I lost my look again in that seabed,
Where the holy book is in Dhaka Roy black mud.
I do not believe in any rituals, policies are in the dust
In the mind of the mind is right, Hatti Ableila.
It's going to be the daytime, losing time, the time to finish.
I do not think the actions are right or wrong.
Look at the light of the eye, where it is dark.
Do not worry when it comes to rest
Do not want to take any of its liabilities.
I am the world traveler in the world, I am the world of the world.
Forgetting the whole life, searching for flowers, turning around worldly.
Thinking about the thought of Chinmaya, which was only made of clay.
Forgive me, the Most Merciful.
Good job is only for me
There is no legal liability there.
I think best of myself, do not think I am compassionate.
I do not want to be overwhelmed, I do not think the last time.
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