The twist of the plot is upon the lips,
He embraces a virgin with colours
And calls the chastity of splendour
A real stamina, a real hurtling arrow
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Nature of the wine is of a pond,
Its stagnant pond reflects in the world.
For many are drunk, many are wild,
Fulfilling dreams of a night in despair.
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With feathers the birds fly, with nature a
Man will divide, like virtue the spirit is blown,
And of the angels there are some;
Why do spectacles get blown in the wind?
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One moment is a dire warning,
One preys on the weak men
Breeding in the weak fortunes;
This health of the honey is sweet
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I seek a star of long life and health,
Maybe it shines too brightly that I steer
Into its light with longevity.
Then the chief of the house finds a soul
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One star is a divider of the galaxies,
It pours its light on the less fortunate
Of the colonies, feeling like a start and
A finish, wishing on it will brighten it.
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My acts are numberless due to old age,
Inside the front of my vision I am a cute baby;
Meeting me in the forefront is like occupations,
Lulling the flight, loathing the light, living the sight.
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Just to be a man I forsake all privilege,
Different are the scared measures employed
By the employer who seeks for contrasts,
Shades of the night, shadows of the light,
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The flash of this decision is a flash of the mind,
Enduring silence vanishes beyond innate repairs,
This flash is a design from above what is,
The stealing moments denigrate the well-being.
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To be routes of calibre
Is of the frightening part,
To be desires of the heart
Can be replicas for you,
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