I am a drop of rose-red blood,I am a mound of dust
I am a whiff of freedom from the heaven above...
I am a boon from the zenith,a curse from the hell below-
I live on the edge of ecstacy and deep within sorrow...
I love the black stallion that shoots out from my heart,
I enjoy a hearty laughter when I brim with mirth...
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