Lame in one leg, but able to walk,
blind in one eye, but able to see
the younger sister dreams of wedding.

Her passion is so fierce
that none will marry her--
she must become a concubine.

Thunder ripples a steel sky,
chopping the silver water of the marsh,
hiding a butcher who hides his heart.

He slaughters without blood.
The moon grows almost full.
Her passion is so fierce.

(Inspired by the I Ching.)

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