The Falling Dice

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She sets a castle,

her foundation of success.

It is made of dice,

surmounted at its peak.





Every dot in the square

is drops from her tears.

Her heart is

weeping happiness,

And finally says, "I built a

mountain from my sweat."





It's all her flesh that she gave.

When someone see her at the hill,

birds are twittering in the wind,

murmuring sadness in success.





The day has come!

With a careless touch in the dice,

everything went back

to where it was.

And finally, there she can say,

"It's my greatest fall."

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