Die At Will
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Be a perfect man, my dear
And control the self
Live as per your will
And die at your sweet will
Leave the material body
At a suitable time and go to
A suitable place desired by you
Take the golden opportunity
Of life and death here
By attaining super-mental stage
And reach the highest planetary system.
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