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On an effulgent winter evening,
the mist of my mind
did not let me recognise things properly,
and I remained in darkness.
Those symbolising effulgence
came with a torch in their hands.
Due to ego and pride,
I could not merge in them.
The travellers of effulgence
proceeded on with a torch in their hands.
Due to my weakness
I could not accompany them on their journey.