Dancing on the Desert Sands

I cannot see where the pieces have fallen across the board

Every step is a strategy, yet every step binds me tighter

A lone rider in crimson blazes across the barren sands

Though our paths diverge by a thousand miles, we meet at the end of the road

How can I bargain with Heaven over the fate of my life?

How many empty words become true intentions, etched into the blade's edge?

At the edge of ruin, one exchanged glance holds all our sorrow and joy, both sincere

If we meet again in the next life, may we walk together to the end, calm and composed

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