I touched the sun and did not burn, and kissed the moon while flying by. I brushed a star on my return. I danced with death and did not die. I drank the sea and did not drown, and ate the world like apple pie. I yelled so loud it made no sound. I danced with death and did not die. My soul, I sold for things and stuff; and for a ransom back I'd buy. In a world where too much is never enough, I danced with death and did not die. To dance with death and yet not die, I braved what most folks dare not try, I stretched my soul beyond my heart, I gathered years that fell apart, I wrote my name with words and deeds, I sang to life's strange melodies. All these I did with head held high. I danced with death and did not die.Birth sign: Aries
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