Even though You are not my parents,
even though You are not my lovers,
You still think of me like no one.
Once You gaze upon me with such compassionate looks,
but Your heart is clear from any attachment...
Once You show me the warmth of Your anger and wrath,
but Your heart is clear from any aversion...
Once You show me Your unclear and ridiculous act,
but Your heart is clear from any ignorance...
You whose existence come to be for our sake only,
may one day I come to be for the sake of others...
Meanwhile, please bear with me and all of my colors...
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