The bone spirit of bones,
Renewed complexion you are depth flesh.
With you harm everything equals zero stress.
I perceived well my reasons,
To you appeared not persuasive
My heart and soul can testify it,
And i trust resolve demonstrate it.
Distinguish well, i dear you.
Grip on my chest, sunset and not pronounce it
my chest i feel it and heart, heart beat is high.
From bottom of heart i hate defeat
I bate, conquer, hit, - - and I beat,
Failure and fear. Bringing back my triumphs,
Wait until a victory approaches, Stay perfectly.
And be aware of everything my in depth.
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