The world glorified my birth
But I cried in your girdle girth;
Lady Life you are great flirt
You wear a mini flirty skirt.
You trapped out of my free bower
You offered me your captive tower;
Now with it I am finely tuned
Without, the death is my fortune.
Of dreadful death I am afraid
Caging now is my sole trade;
The cage is my complete profile
Death liberates I can't reconcile
Beyond death in liberation shine
Why in vicious birth-death pine! ! !
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