Pain Cleanses Me
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Believing that I am thought of as good,
Hearing that people speak of me as good,
And seeing that they want me to be good,
I myself drift to being really good
From my being pretentiously good.
Who knows the amount of pain I undergo
To keep me afloat not to retrieve,
And make me the great I had not been.
12.09.2005
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