For their awkward sycophancy
And got wholesome praise
In exchange of their saleable loyalty
But there are people, too,
Unlucky and unfortunate
They are punished for no mistake of theirs
But for their outshining intellect and merit.
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Oh! Rukmoni, are you listening?
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On the bank of a thinking river
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