I am a meager soul,
One with infinite possibilities.
My life is my own creation,
Composed of sugar and salt alike.
I perish with someone's death,
I am born with someone's birth.
Traversing volumes of time,
I awake in my little dreamy state.
Relationships of gold and wood,
Sanity of a wise person foretold.
Flowing in the body like river of red,
Sold in the market for infinite bread.
I am a meager soul,
You will find me when you stop looking.
I am my own word and breath,
I am my own destiny already made.

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