Let The Fire
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Let the fire cooks my food,
Let the moon gives me nectar,
Let the air regulates my breath,
Let the sun gives me light,
Let the time left the place
without any delay wherever I stay.
I have conquered the diseases and death,
and I am rising and rising without any downfall.
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