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An insane young man, holding the map of earth,
Says like a storm:
I will break all, I will destroy everything.

Holding cry, lamentation, ruin, sorrow,
Welcome, success, greetings, clapping, peace-bed,
Lust, frustration and hope into his fist,
Says non-stop his only words:
I will break all, I will destroy everything.

Weal and woe, birth and death, mourning, strike,
Blood-shedding, murder–all these ancient new
Touch everyday innumerable hands and lips of men
Like the cups in tea-stalls; Showing finger at these,
The insane young man waving his destructive hands
Says like a storm in clear voice:
I will break all, I will destroy everything,
I will turn everything upside down.

Actually, the insane young man sitting into our existence
Wages war, makes earth-quakes
And wiping the Atlantis, creates the Atlantic ocean.

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