I fortunetold on eagles’ flight
I saw the destiny in lion’s liver,
I put upon my burning sight,
Stars told: you’ll give me fever.
I threw and rolled the dice,
I made one thousand spreads,
We’re connected by fate’s threads,
Yet fight’s nice and worth the prize.
So cards and stars won over spleen,
To see the future helps my torture,
Besides, your gift to strike and spin,
Is such luck and very best of fortune.
The Devil card
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