Being An Instrument
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Being an instrument
In your hands
I am performing
My duties.
I am your servant
And I know
I have no ownership.
I am no way related
With profit and loss,
Honour and dishonour,
And also with
Pleasure and pain.
I am accepting all
Joyfully as nothing is mine.
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