The lamps that flicker in the brothel,
Aren't less holier than those in temple,
To thee they offer pious prayers,
At whose feet the world is free from prejudices,
The stars that shine in the sky,
Might not illuminate the deceptive ground,
But the sheen they lend to the sky,
Isn't less auspicious tha
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