It diminished my reputation
When I thought of retrogression
My painful joy erupted
While my muscles exhausted
All I crave for is winning
All I pay for is living
Now, see the effects of my payment
When all I cry for is reinforcement
Dried leaves stand to bid goodbye
As I ascend onto the calmly sky
War ground agape to consume
My blood renders a fascinating perfume
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