East is East
West is West.
Eastern purity
My impurity never meets
Pure is pure.
Impure is impure.
Eastern purity
My impurity never meets
Love is love.
Hate is hate.
Eastern hatredness
My lovingness never meets
White is white.
Black is black.
We never meet.
The church is pure.
I am impure.
Church purity
My impurity never meets
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Author:
Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla (
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