I wander through this world of suffering, my mind fixed on objects of
senses which bring only pain and my chest pierced by the javelin of
forgetfulness of You(Krishna). My body and mind are withered and
shattered and from moment to moment I become unconscious. Immersed in
pain I am like a living corpse-Narottama Das Thakur
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Yours
Dinesh
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