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For he who is depressed or afflicted, life is a bed of thorns. He has realised this truth and cries for life's transformation. He wants to possess a bed of roses. Pain is his painful possession. He can successfully sing with Francis Thompson:

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"Nothing begins, and nothing ends,

That is not paid with moan;

For we are born in other's pain,

And perish in our own."

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Philosopher-Thinkers: The Power-Towers of The Mind and Poet-Seers: The Fragrance-Hours of the Heart in The West, Agni Press, New York, 1998
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