A crimson right infringement,
Yet, Yin still rides in driver’s seat.
Closing down the main roads,
Learning detours on back streets.
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The puppets inside boxes,
Perform only for a fee.
Taking more than just time,
Another curse on the fig tree.
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But pockets lined with purpose,
Make a plentitude of life.
When no paper nor any patience,
Can stop the coming strife.
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Witnessing the fires light,
Here she rises alive.
The Sacred Mother rages
For her home has been deprived.
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Messing with the knobs inside,
Clicks gears into defense; for when
Time on the clock ticks backwards,
The cuckoo never calls again.
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I really enjoyed this! Great work!!