Death came, smelled me, and sensed your fragrance instead.
From then on, death lost all hope of me.
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Like a hawk stealing a bird at the time of prey;That moon stole me and rushed back into the sky.I looked at myself, I did not see me anymore;For in that moon, my body turned as fine as soul.The nine spheres disappeared in that moon;The ship of my existence drowned in that sea.
I was dead, then alive.
The power of love came into me,and I became fierce like a lion,then tender like the evening star.He said, ‘You’re not mad enough.You don’t belong in this house.’I went wild and had to be tied up.He said, ‘Still not wild enoughto stay with us!’I broke through another layerinto joyfulness.He said, ‘Its not enough.’I died.
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