I was thinking deep down into my soul
Faced with a cup of coffee
My eyelashes prance
Gracefully as the wind swang flowers
Ah, life like on the battlefield
Survive and assault
The enemy surrounded the fort
Assailant was beated
Like the buggy driver who failed to run the horses
As grim voice has changed
From the embers of a fire reduced to ashes
Like a shackle bound
From outside the cubicle prison
What’s a walk of life?
Oh, their blood.. Damn!
Like beast that have been sacrificed
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