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Human Denials and Divine Gifts

At the portal gate, I was denied access... But God made me pass through the hole of the needle... They denied me the soup of the poor, for me to perish... But from above I received food from the gods... The misers denied me coins for my livelihood... But a righteous man offered me portion of his profits as an aid... they wanted to delete my memories and feelings... But from the higher I received divine poetry for my inspiration...!

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