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I'm a creature as lowly as an ant. Alas,

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

I'm a creature as lowly as an ant. Alas,Did I call the ant lowly? Forgive me...How heedless I am — from the start of the road, O Allah,Wasn't I a lowly one all along? Forgive me!..I'm making my way like an ant,The most forlorn of the forlorn in the universe.My parched lips long for Your grace,I'm in an endless desert, searching for You...Tomorrow I will enter Your presence,Worn down and lost from the cruelty of the journey.Seeing Your servant so feeble,Cast a glance of mercy on him in that moment...Otherwise, where else would I go,At whose feet would I beat my head?!With a luckless brow and a bitter, bitter mouth,Your servant sheds his tears amid his sins...Akrom MALIK

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