The crab,
The scorpion!
The dragon,
The snake;
In the lake with a rake in your hand,
But, try to brake up your negative acts and live.
Fire!
Burning,
Smoke,
Ashes;
To bake your bread of life and,
To move on for the sake of love.
Life!
In this den;
Living there for the past 8 years,
But, with hope.
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