Our wakefulness fetters our spirits,
Then our souls are a prey to various whims,
Thoughts of loss and gain and fears of misery.
They retain not purity nor dignity nor lustre,
Nor aspiration to soar heavenwards.
That one is really sleeping who hankers after each whim
And holds parley with each fancy.

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