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Finding
one pair of foot prints alone on sands beyond that land boggy
Haven't you inferred that I had deserted you, while passing that
land boggy?
Never dear never, it's only then you needed me most & my
indispensable aid
Understand me aright, those prints are mine only that succored to
your aid
You cann't estimate how dangerous, & to what depth it could've
taken you
Had you but kept one step on its brim, sure none could've extricated
you
Hark none in the past escaped from that death trap to tell its
horrors
Nor will there be any in future to recount the experiences of its
horrors
Then
I carried you on my shoulders as Hanuman did to divine brothers
Nobody's trust in me will be blasted, no will man find occasion for
worries"
Unable to hear further, the traveller closing ears fell flat on the
ground
And cried aloud that subdued God's on realising His spors on this
ground.
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