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My promise to God
9. When he was a baby God
When he was a baby God
Everybody loved him.
When he was a grown-up God
Everybody needed him.
When he was an old God
Everybody claimed him,
Even the real God Himself.
Sri Chinmoy, My promise to God,
Agni Press, 1975
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