You are the healer, You are the friend,
A balm that brings my pain to an end,
O sire , with in my body's frame,
Are sorrows and Pangs, Without name,
O master, this patient before you stands,
O lord, cure such with your healing hands,
You are a Physician For My Aliment...
(Basit Ali , CCl X)
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