Who am I and where from I came?
Here, am I tamed? Give me a name
And I am here to show you
How we are here in common theme.
Summer or winter, no matter,
We are here and fighting is
Our near and dear, not love
But hatred is our culture!
We are both furious but not
Serious to our duties, we have
Both banners of victories
And we are both culprits.
Neither I not you are here, alas,
We are silent on grave matters.
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