Who knows?
Who knows?Who knows why and how
I made friends with doubt?Now, no matter how I cry,
No matter how I shout,My shameless enemy, doubt,
Does not leave me alone.I cry, I moan, I groan.
My doubt-friend continuesIts shameless and ruthless game.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,A soulful cry versus a fruitful smile, Agni Press, 1977
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