THE REAL GAIN
I suffered a loss,
A terrible loss;
Aching cells cry remorse
For my usual careless style.
If
I gain all the world
After a train of Faustian days,
The world may rejoice and hell
resound
In glory after winning a soul.
But I know, that for sure,
It’s no gain, not for me;
When I become one with thee
That’s the real gain for me.
Dr. Karickam
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