Think of no perfection
But take corrective action
For own movement
And try to lament
Have recourse
For remorse
To be felt within
And bury as unseen
Regret is for self to address
Not to cry over it and reflect on face
The heavenly river is flowing
For curse to dip in and allowing
It purifies
And clarifies
Further course
To walk fresh of course
You are perfect human
So expect error as common
Pray with sincere regret
It shall not affect your state
hasmukh amathalal
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