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Black square is color of lifeless,
Red is blood of Life,
Together -are squares of dreams,
Apart- are hopeless beams,
Above - is the coldest reality..
But, inside my delirious visuality -
They are just numbers on the stone,
One is to born and one is to die…
One is a bell to ring for a delight,
Other is for crying in icy night,
One is for sunrising fire,
Other is for hiding in desperate desire!
Oh, bells, squares,
In the silence of the science
It is all about probability of rolling dice..