Is blood black?
Before giving the answer,
I want to say,
See, blood runs.
Blood runs and
I want you to follow
With sharpening words.
No stone is untouched,
No air is fired,
No sky is located so far.
I want you to stay still,
I want you to go out,
I want you to measure the sea
And come back with all instruments.
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