I recognized your face
and looked at the moon. You don't
have any rival in this world.
How do I explain to you
why I die daily? I need so
many legs to reach you.
'Why do you love me?' I
asked. 'To destroy you,‘ You said,
and walked away on water.
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I too, have met that ghost
and a part of me
survived, to warn others
about that, which asks
for you to invest: everything
for a chance, of accumulating
a random, Something
from Fate's reward
of far-too-often, Nothing..
to warn them, Awake
I've plastered my fingertips, numb
and ink my words, scarlet
so as they resonate...
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