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Aasaa: Twelve years pass in childhood, and for another twenty years, he does not practice self-discipline and austerity. For another thirty years, he does not worship God in any way, and then, when he is old, he repents and regrets. ||1||
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His life wastes away as he cries out, "Mine, mine!" The pool of his power has dried up. ||1||Pause||
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Says Kabeer, listen, O Saints - he shall not take any other wealth with him. When the summons comes from the King, the Lord of the Universe, the mortal departs, leaving behind his wealth and mansions. ||5||2||15||
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