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O Lotus,
I grew up like a thorn in Your stem.
With momentum, the flood came down,
intoxicating me with a strong upsurge of emotions.
I was down in the pond,
amidst the muddy water.
Holding Your head,
I forgot all pains.
In life numerous blows and counter blows come.
So that You may not be torn,
I keep You lifted up.